Berlin Street Style

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Berlin style snapped in Kreuzberg and at The Berlin Festival at Tempelhof. Some edgy, urbane, seriously street looks from the city September 2012.

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Eighties We Love You!

My girlfriends and I did the Time warp at the weekend. I mean both figuratively and literally.     The venue was The Reflex Club at St Paul’s London. Average age nnnnn nineteen provided you took us out of the equation . On arrival I had a sneaking but rather cloudy suspicion that I was there before circa 1993. I fared a whole lot better this time. The theme park eighties night clubbing experience ages well it seems.

It was a nostalgia spectacular. Cheese, kitsch and frankly some very poor taste did nothing to take from the overwhelming fun feeling. It brought me smack back to  a time when the future was filled with exciting promise and bra tops. Twenty years vanished once we hit the illuminated tiles which I might add were mopped with extraordinary dexterity and perplexing regularity.

All the usual suspects  were spotted and some surprisingly obscure ones too. We saw Top Gun Tom Cruise, Bianca Jagger, an army of Cyndis,  Madonna’s plus A Flock of Seagull’s  lead singer, My eyes have never seen so much neon. Clearly one store is making a killing by flogging the decade on a single trend.

It is so amusing and curious to see the next generation take on the era that formed me and my aspirations. According to this lot it was all underpants and cheap fluorescent lycra. And of course comedy shades. The mood was captured but the finer essences and nuances were somewhat missing. Chutzpah triumphed where accuracy failed and some truly hilarious results had me smiling all night. More to some people is definitely more.The rule being if in doubt remove an outer garment then furnish the deficit with more more pink and lime bangles.

Us lot having lived it opted for a somewhat more pared down approach. We preferred to use accents and little flourishes in our tribute. Affectionately nodding towards the decade with careful accessorising. Personally I think we excelled.

The evening’s hilarious shenanigans were interrupted by the bizarrely surreal dance floor announcement of Whiteny Houston’s untimely death. We did the only decent  thing and gave it socks to three of her biggest hits thus fermenting the memory forever.

Highlight of the evening had to be Annette’s spectacular rock out to Run Dmc. She thrashed to the beat, blonde hair a flaying like a regular hormone charger teenager. The excitement of It tipped me over the edge resulting in a wardrobe malfunction. Thankfully it was good and dark.

A Vintage Indian Summer

Wistful thinking, originally uploaded by suzieperon.

These are photos from a shoot I did back in early October when we received a much appreciated blast of last minute summer. The dress is in a very fine navy blue wool crepe and is the work of talented vintage designer Irma Romero. The model is
Rebecka Mustajarv who maintained regal poise and grace while I was busy snapping. I chose Waterloo Park in Highgate for the location as it is suitably grand for such an elegant dress. Lighting was a challenge due to the unexpected sunshine but nevertheless it was a productive day and another hugely satisfying collaboration in the name of creativity and style.

These are my favourites…

Acting like Children.

Yesterday I spent the most marvelous afternoon working my butt off in the best possible way. My cousin Aisling graciously agreed to help me shoot photos of my brand new exclusive collection of vintage ladies clothing. No bribes were necessary as Aisling is a like minded woman.

She too loves nothing better than a good old fashioned game of dress up. Her other favourite activity is taking pictures of people dressing up. I really hit the buddy jackpot with this one.

As I waited for her to call to my apartment I did  a rain dissuading dance and then pulled my tiny studio asunder in the quest for props, accessories and outfits for our creative enterprise. She was similarly  inspired and brought with her all manner of fashion enhancing items in her kit bag.

Despite the unwieldy amount of stuff to lug and the intimidating workload I had set out for us we managed get through nearly all the looks by 5pm. The dance must have worked as we were blessed with glorious sunshine for most of the day.

We worked out a nifty system that involved us alternating the roles of model and photographer and then both of us changing our outfits behind the garden fence.

All the while I kept thinking of how great it felt to be 5 years old again. Surprisingly I kept hearing my mother’s voice saying don’t forget you will have to put all of it back when you are finished which I guess shows some evidence that I have matured a little.

It was just like those long passed rainy days indoors. Times when our Mom would encourage us to pull the whole house to pieces in the name of fun, freedom and self expression. She would put on the record player to help us create a  mood. Rummaging is in my blood and has served me well. The delightfully satisfying activity of pulling strange and wonderful  garments out from an ungodly mound and then trying them on is quite simply to me what makes life worth living. Prancing about in them for the day behind a camera with an eager accomplice makes it all the better.

I hope you enjoy the early results of what I hope and feel will be a lasting collaboration.

For information on any of the items please contact me on the Highgate Vintage Facebook page.

Show and Tell.

As there was such a long gap between posts prior to the last few I thought I would just share some of what I’d been doing and wearing besides being insulted by Ryan Air staff and furiously endeavouring  to bring my life here to London.

This is me posing for Photographerer Rebecca Hawkes at The Battersea Vintage Fair last March. This is what I arrived in. Vintage Sears Prairie blouse, high-waisted red red trousers,  very old Dexter cowboy boots and show stopping brown velvet military hat.

I am so happy with the pictures Rebecca took.  So here is another

My trouser ends couldn’t make up their minds about in or out.

Later on I purchased a lovely fifties sun dress from Love ur Look. It’s most striking feature is the print; an artistic abstract flower design in pretty primary shades with charming crayon markings visible. The pockets are such a plus making it oh so wearable.  It fits quite nicely too. This is what I describe as a perfect summer bike dress.