Do people still make new year’s resolutions? Lately we’ve become cynical about them, but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with evaluating your lot if you think there’s room for some gentle improvement. (Side note: is anyone watching the new Netflix ‘Tidying Up with Marie Kondo‘ series?) (more…)
Continuing on last week’s #namastayinbed theme, we’ve reached peak hygge time of year, aka annual book-buying season. December and January are the only months of the year I get time to properly absorb myself in books, so I’m looking forward to getting stuck into Sally Rooney’s Normal People and Michelle Obama’s Becoming. No spoilers please!
The rest of the year, I just accept I don’t have the attention span for deep absorption books. Instead I go for dip-in-able non-fiction stuff, which is probably why I like oral histories and diaries. I’m late to Tina Brown’s The Vanity Fair Diaries but it’s on my Christmas list, as is Uncovered: Revolutionary Magazine Covers – The Inside Stories Told by the People Who Made Them (more…)
It’s been a bit of a whirlwind month for CUTS, my hairdresser and London landmark of sorts. It’s a kind of ‘if you know, you know’ thing; it’s been around forever but was never treated as a ‘brand’, rather a word of mouth hangout that does very good hair. (Side note: they came out with the phrase ‘You Look Good’ long before anyone else.)
CUTS started in Kensington Market during the post-punk years, then progressed to Kensington Church Street (I would pass it on the way to school) and ended up in Soho where it’s been for a couple of decades. It’s where I went when I decided to go short in the early 90s. (more…)
Camilla Akrans’ editorial of Julianne Moore in Porter Magazine is beyond breathtaking. There’s an extreme close up of an eye (I’m a sucker for an extreme close-up), an abstract portrait shot through a gauze scrim, a fruit and flower still life, and basically hardly any clothes on view.
Remember, this is Porter, the Net-a-Porter catalogue disguised as a magazine. It’s supposed to sell clothes! And yet this abstract treatment makes me more, not less, likely to click through. (more…)