My friend Joe Russel (the talented designer of this blog) sent me this. 350 animal based logos, sick..

This is my bag, Its a British, WW2 Officers bag. I was looking for a good bag for about three months and then my work mate spotted this when we were at spitalfields market on a thursday morning. They come in two sizes, this is the larger and rarer size. I wander whether this bag went to war? One of my friends has an issue with items that someone might have been killed wearing, personally i like the idea of continuing the life span of a garment and in this case they certainly dont make em like they used to. Its a hard wearing leather and canvas mix, the military/utility style is perfect as I wanted something that felt definitely manly and classic, not over sized, made out of a shiny material and oh so fAAAAshion.

Spitalfields on a thursday has some of the best vintage shopping going, well worth a visit. This is the stall where I got the bag. This guy always has great stuff.

Some photos I took of another stall. I like this guys presentation.

Thought I’d tag this on, Its a vintage sample thats been lieing around the office and I think its the only rugby shirt I’d wear. The colours are amazing, the stripes are a perfect width, the collar is mean and the body is long and narrow. All this gives it, weirdly, a contemporary feel rather than (puke) an abercrombie feel.

A couple of things: Kate you probably should’ve stuck with Jonny,  Chloe full body jewelery, dear god.  1954 Levis 501 best jeans ever? (more to come on that).  Stopmakingme, watch out for that guy. The wild things are nearly here! YOU ME OUI.  Gothic black feathers and an owl?! A mazing. Paul and his boys, Cool.  Agy, I’m feelin your black hair. MGMT found their models for wives. So Solid for Glastonbury 2010! Just finished the wire season 4, too much.. More indepth shit when I’ve finished this bunch of designs i’m working on. laters x

Julian Casablancas is fucking cool. Check out the first single 11th dimension from his debut solo effort, Phrazes for the Young, The teaser trailer has some cool visuals on it too. The album drops in the Uk october 19th and the strokes are set for number four early next yr. cant wait.

fuck cats i’m gettin me a mini horse. Get well soon x

These are pics of an actress covered in fake blood and pretending to fant on the catwalk of the Valeria Marini show at Milan fashion week. The stunt was a scene from the horror short ‘Dolls’ by Salvatore Arimatea. The audience were totally unaware and understandably shocked. What a great idea hahaha..

Man I love Flickr, You can literally find photos of anything and rob them from unsuspecting fools to bend to your will and make do your bidding. I’m pretty sure I was looking for something to do with work and came across this set with some great flics of jimi hendrix. A couple of them had even been given to the geezer by jimi’s dad. As you might be able to tell i’ve got a bit of a thing for candid shots of legends. Check the one of him as a kid, matching jacket, car and guitar, sick..

Jimi Hendrix with his dad

This is a sample of the first A LOVE SUPREME T-shirt, Designed by me, we’ll be getting a bunch made up to sell. drop me an email if your interested, more designs coming soon..

This is a review of House of Hollands  ss10 show from style.com and its brilliant, well worth a read.. words by Sarah Mower

These days, people at the collections are anxiously asking each other, “What is the future of catwalk shows?”—but nobody seems to know the answer. House of Holland is one example, however, of what they shouldn’t be anymore: a presentation with very little substance and plenty of ironically tacky clothes that are actually genuinely tacky, too (how else to describe tangerine lace?). Today’s show was little more than a barely concealed excuse for a party and extravagant posing for magazines and bloggers in the front row.

To be fair to Henry Holland, as a former teen-girls’-magazine writer he’s not a trained ready-to-wear designer who aspires to change the course of fashion. Instead, he’s a one-man self-marketing wiz who instinctively knows how to brand himself (the quiff, the glasses, the Agy, the cheeky northern wit) and is now using his runway chiefly to display his collaborations with other companies. Thus far, he’s racked up Pretty Polly, for whom he’s doing lace tights—a total lace body stocking made an appearance—and Levi’s, which explains the buckle-bristling denim. He’s also just signed on with the Debenhams department-store chain to create a teenage shop within the shop. It’s just that coming up with clothes that can be critiqued on a par with those by other fashion designers is something Holland can’t do. Perhaps it would be cleverer to quit the runway altogether and throw parties instead. As long as the paparazzi like his friends and get plenty of photos of them, everyone will be happy.

Saw this on the LOVE blog this morning. Sick.