comebacks and go backs

so its the start of a new year and i'm excited to see what we're all going to trapsing up and down in throughout the seasons. i say seasons, i mean the majority of the year facing rain, wind, sleet, rain, bit of snow, rain...did i say rain? followed by a bout of around 4 days of a so called summer in july/august. bussin out factor 20 with the whole of hackney and their dogs in london fields cos you know you've gotta get your 2 hours of sun. tan me UP.

and guys, let us NEVER forget festival season that comes with the pre made must haves 'festival look checklist' i've made for you:

- straw trilby hat
- scarf covered in skulls
- ray ban wayfarer imitations, preferably in yellow/red/neon pink
(or look like an even bigger knob and wear the cut out kanye sunnies in white)
- ONLY hunter wellies and knee highs
- the standard hippy headband to compliment your 'just got out of the tent and haven't showered' bed hair. hmmm, you didn't wake up like that. you backcombed it...still.

(que shouting 'got got got' or 'need need need badly' like you're trading for POG's).

now you are good to GO girls. peaches/pixie/sienna eat your heart out. you've got some stiff competition from the heap of urban outfitters clones dahlings.

listen, i like fashion, i do. and i do spend half my wages on garms, shoes and the like, the other half on burgers and becks, but i'll tell thee now- i'm not going to be writing one of those fashionista blogs, you knooooow the:

"i have to say, quite frankly, i was disappointed with christopher kane's collection this season, you know, i just feel he hasn't progressed, he promised romantic meets futuristic and it was just empty...so empty". humph.

shut up.
however, i will sometimes comment on stuff i like and stuff i think is rubbish and generally dry. K?

comeback

bumbags.
heard through the grapevine they're coming back. i'm down! gonna fish out my mcdonalds neon rainbow collection complete with matching sunnies. tell a lie, they were actually my older sisters. jels. back when i was a yoof, i always got lumbered with a happy meal, then used to bawl to my mum cos they'd always run out of the girls toys meaning i had to make do with 'hot wheels' for boys. then came the inevitable "you'll get what you're given"!! from my screaming mother. cool. i walk off sheepishly and give evils to the little girl next to me playing dress up with barbie. THAT SHOULD'VE BEEN MINE!! wench. but yeh anyway (i'm not bitter) bumbags, i wouldn't mind seeing what they are saying, you gotta have something to hold your trousers up innit?

go back

justin's S curls.

dear oh dear LORD justin. lets get one thing straight...s curls have never been cool. ever. not only that, you're wearing a denim shirt with a bow tie...

but back to your mop of greased up-tight, verging on ginger-blond highlighted curls. gone are the days of days of dating hotties like cameron d and destiny, the skin head, the 'rock your body'ing with pharrell "i look butters now i've got 2 ridiculous gold teeth" williams and co. this is geek chic at it's worst and i am no longer a fan. my advice is go shave your head like your nutter of an ex britney and bring some sexy back cos it's long gone at the moment love.