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It seems head wraps, ribbons and general sparkling embellishment are the raison d'etre amongst fashionista slebs at the moment. I have been observing the growing popularity of such decoration of the head with interest. Being an established fan of ribbons ( see earlier post) and a recent fan of Gossip Girl, I have been delighted to see the attention that Blair Waldorf's headgear has been getting,

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Newsflash! Well, to me anyway. I discovered a site called Redbubble today, and it is my New Favourite Thing. A kind of free-for-all collective of photographs, art and designs which anyone can upload and then sell through their gallery service. The designs can be printed onto t-shirst (American Apparel ones, so hopefully should be well-fitting) and they are, above all, very cheap! About £13 for a

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Have you ever had a style crush on someone? I get them all the time, but I find it extremely disconcerting when it's focused on someone who is 1 day older than my youngest little sister! It starts the same as any other crush does, but is focused on the someone's style instead of their attractiveness. You get the excited feeling of anticipation, but this time it's about the next incredible

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Is it wrong to have sexual desires about jeans? The Boy's best mate was wearing the best pair of Topman boys jeans I've seen for ever the other night, meaning that I complemented him an inordinate amount. This led to slight peacock-stalking from him and a few mardy glares from the Boy, but I still can't get them out of my head. I want them! and I want the Boy to have them even more! They were a

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This week I am mostly lusting after Office's black leather roper boots. Having wanted some for ages, I consulted my finances, and seeing their parlous state have decided to hold back, despite the obvious lust these babies inspire. Similar beauties have been seen recently on the feet of Kiera Knightley and Kate Moss and would be a great replacement for my worn-out, disgusting old Uggs (see earlier

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In the spirit of new year frugality, and talking inspiration from Suzie Bubble in her DIY section, I randomly bought £11 worth of ribbons in an online sale over the Christmas break. Now, back in Cardiff and with an assorted pack of fabric in a rainbow of colours and textures, I'm slightly at a loss as to what to do with it.However I had some ideas. A few narrow ribbons would look great slung

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Phew! Its been long time since I last blogged but now most of the pressures of deadlines, shorthand and 8am mornings have abated for Christmas, I felt it was time to reappear. Now, Caitlin Moran has been one of my favourite bloggers since a friend introduced me to her column (thanks Lynn) and today I read with interest The pressure cooker lives of Amy Winehouse and Lily Allen.I was interested

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I have recently become truly obsessed with UKTV Food. It is a worrying obsession. I have started seeing Gary Rhodes and his Local Food Heroes in my dreams, started obsessing over going to Oliver Rowe's Konstam when I'm next in London (2009 sometime then) and even found my lunch-time pub chat today revolving around the Two Fat Ladies. Not good.As I write this I am watching Nigella Lawson pout at

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I found myself alone in the house tonight, and so, taking advantage of having shed the three male housemates, I indulged in some true girly TV. Hollyoaks, America's Next Top Model and Trinny And Susannah Undress The Nation were on the menu. It was amezin, as Scott Mills would say. Truly Amezin. And I found out something about myself; I'm a Vase.Trinny and Susannah are re-categorising women's

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Last week, five colleagues and I were lucky enough to be picked to attend the PTC New Journalist Awards in Westminster. Held at the decidedly swanky Millenium Mayfair in Grosvenor Sqaure, it was hopefully a taste of things to come for us budding journalists from little old Cardiff. After a rather dazed coach journey - four hours next to a stinking toilet is not my favourite way to travel - I

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Whilst procrastinating today, I was flicking through The Times's style pages and discovered something amazing... to me... Henry Holland, fashion designour du jour and bezzie of Agyness Deyn started his tshirt line from the Bliss fashion cupboard. This to me is amazing for two reasons. Firstly, I have been making my own tshirts, mostly printed (like Henry's) or beaded for years, although time has

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The legendary Alexandra Shulman opens this month's Vogue with a list of what she thinks constitutes glamour. Of course, being Alexandra Shulman it includes such things as Hermés stationary and the Cipriani, but it has inspired me to put down a little of my own, possibly foolish, interpretation of the eponymous term.Mario Testino photographyThe man is a sheer frikkin' genius when it comes to

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I am reading a book that can only be described simultaneously as the strangest, most unintentionally funny and florid book I have ever read. It's a continuation of the Pride and Prejudice story so beloved by women of the Bridget Jones generation, so therefore must have a huge market.It is called Mr Darcy Takes A Wife by Linda Berdoll and is basically porn for Austenites. And I mean that literally

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Sienna in her Uggs FOUR YEARS ago!I have to say I have a love/hate relationship with my Ugg boots. It is four years since the crazy looking beasts first became fashion news on the feet of the likes of Sienna Miller and Kate Hudson, but the pesky things don't seem to want to go away. Uggs went from fashion favourites to faux pas when the WAGS caught on so I stopped wearing mine. This transpired

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I know this is quite old now, but check it out. I know I'm biased, but hes great!Tom Lillywhite Video

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Over the last two days we have had lectures which, for once, were championing magazines. Most of the 3-part diploma so far has been so geared towards the newspaper and broadcast elements that it was frankly surprising to hear someone bigging up us lot. We are so often assumed to be the fluffy ones! The thing is, expressing opinion, using a mixture of serious and lighter techniques, covering

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I want to be the New Urban Gardener. I don't know why, I just have this strange obsession with urban allotments...I also want this Karen Millen mini dress, possibly the most gorgeous dress I've seen this autumn. Can't afford it though. Damn.

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Devon at the weekend is the most amazing place. No, seriously! I went back to Exeter this weekend and went to Beer on the Saturday. Beer is this tiny little working fishing village, all quaint pubs, pebble beach and cliffs. On the drive we took a 'slight' (ha!) detour through Woodberry and East Budliegh because Tom had been there on delivery and thought it was cute. And cute it certainly was. You

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