Thursday, 26 August 2010

Love, love, love.

I recently bought my copy of the fourth issue of Love with the Rosie Huntington-Whiteley cover.
And I have to say it. Love is my favourite fashion magazine. 
I know, I know, I'm supposed to say Vogue. It's the bible, right? 
But I think Vogue can seem really cold at times. It's magnificent and superior and to the every day boy or girl, totally inaccessible. I love reading it, of course I do, but it's never very personal.
Love on the other hand, despite also coming from Condé Nast, is a totally different ball game. It doesn't take itself too seriously. It's young, fun, exciting and perfectly heartfelt. I think their editorials are imaginative and their articles witty and intelligent. And this issue has been just as delightful as the others. In short, I love Love.

And while we're on the topic of love, I'm off to Paris tomorrow.
A spontaneous idea as, due to ending me up hospital at the weekend with a fractured eye socket, I can't fly. So Corfu is off the cards. God, I need to stop with the game metaphors.
Anyway, I'm sure there will be excessive shopping and I will tell all when I return on Tuesday.

Much love. X

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl.

Danny Schwarz and Skye Stracke photographed by Matt Irwin for Vogue Russia, June 2008

I think sometimes shooting all in black and white can be boring in fashion, but it really works here. Skye Stracke is gorgeous, of course, but she also has so much attitude and personality that comes through in the pictures.