The Froth Lives

It's ok. The Froth did not meet an ugly, premature end. No, The Froth was simply M.I.A. Yes, Missing In Action. And WooHoo! What action!!!!

Purely for the purposes of research (and the wedding of two dear friends), I ran off to watch the fashion tribes in the style meccas of London and Edinburgh. Boy, oh boy, were my eyes prized open!

On arriving in London, I dug out of my mother's house all my old '80s clothes and despite not still having my Jennifer Beales perm (oh I looked so good around 1986), I thought I had the look down again. So wrong. The '80s are not back, not the real ones. The '80s look of the naughties is totally reinvented, you can't get anyway with anything you had twenty years ago, so silly me for keeping it stuffed in my mum's house all that time. No, today we have an interpretation of the '80s, which is so damn annoying. The sequined jackets are minus the shoulder pads, the bad 'pixie' boots of yesteryear have a modern edge or a towering heel, the puff balls are more tulips. Even my beloved leg warmers were old Fame not new Fame.

But oh no! I have to stop because one piece of advice I received from my great friend Amanda is that people DO NOT HAVE TIME to read a long blog. So apparently, I have to keep it very short, to keep it sweet.

Before I go however, I must mention two quick things. One, it seems like everything has to have some accoutrement. Buckles, sequins, studs, whether you're wearing it on your head, feet or anywhere in between, it's like you daren't go out without wearing something that can be turned into a WMD, weapon of minor destruction.

The other thing is LEGS, LEGS, LEGS. Wow. What haven't I seen. My personal favourite, which you'll know if you've seen me or my girls recently, is shorts and tights, in all colours of the rainbow. But I also saw girls in minis with nylon tights and short and long socks in THE same colour and they looked fab! Big, small and kind of medium. Yes! All sizes, all comers can do something crazy with their legs this year. Liquid leather leggings, thigh boots, patterned tights (no your legs did NOT look like a car accident Chandree), ripped jean leggings or simply pop colour tights. Top it with a poncho or big woolly if you can whip one from your grandmother's wardrobe or a tight and tiny leather jacket, doesn't matter, everyone will be checking out your lovely limbs.

As for me, if you see me hobbling down the street, it's not an injury, just a fantastic pair of boots I succumbed to, that weren't really made for walking (much less pushing a triple stroller). Ah well. You do what you can.

LOVES: Alexa Georges beautiful, nature inspired delicate gold leaf jewellry, perfect price too for a perfect present. (see pics below or email her at alexageo@aol.com)

LOATHES: Jimmy Choo for H & M (I would say more but Amanda says I can't!)

LIKE WHO KNOWS: Stella McCartney for Gap Kids - what about the after effects?