Saturday, 9 March 2013

something for a friday #6 a day for women

Today is international women's day; a day to celebrate the women of the world who make it the place it is. If I am totally honest with you, it wasn't until I moved to Cyprus that I really appreciated international women's day. I mean in London I am sure there was stuff centered around this day, but I never really took notice.  

And now for the history bit. 

In different regions the focus of the celebrations ranges from general celebration of respect, appreciation and love towards women to a celebration for women's economic, political and social achievements. Started as a Socialist political event, the holiday blended in the culture of many countries, primarily Eastern Europe, Russia, and the former Soviet bloc. In some regions, the day lost its political flavor, and became simply an occasion for men to express their love for women in a way somewhat similar to a mixture of Mother's Day and Valentine's Day. In other regions, however, the political and human rights theme designated by the United Nations runs strong, and political and social awareness of the struggles of women worldwide are brought out and examined in a hopeful manner.


Thanks Wikipedia. 

Women come in all shapes and sizes. We are resilient, ambitious, motivated, organized, passionate, creative, stylish, loving, responsible, dynamic and emotional. All of the above make us special. Make us who we are.

And what better way to celebrate International Women's Day than championing my favourite women's style of late. Im going through a simple, structured, sport luxe, casual kind of mood and I am loving this seriously stylish ladies. 








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For more information about International Women's Day, visit their website here. 



Tuesday, 5 March 2013

London Fashion Weekend

During my time as an intern with Hemyca in London, I was lucky enough to help organise and work at London Fashion Week. It truly was one of those unforgettable experiences, not only because of the amount of blood, sweat and tears that went into the whole process, but the excitement too. 

Fast forward a couple of years and I was on the other side of the catwalk at London Fashion Weekend two weeks ago. And it was a great day; which obviously began with soya lattes and sausage sandwhiches in Starbucks (ok so thats not so fashionable but a girl has got to eat). 



Set in the stunning Somerset house there was oodles of space for a range of brands including; Charlotte Taylor, Radley, Levis, Benefit, LabelM, Wilbur and Gussie, French sole and Kat Maconie. And of course the Diet Coke hunk photo shoot section was a winner with the boyfriends mother. A petite little lady, she looked well chuffed standing next to this huge beefcake as her photo was uploaded on to Facebook for the whole world to see, or at least her friends. 

And then there was the Valentino: Master of Couture exhibition. There were some fantastic pieces on display from a range of decades and interactive videos showcasing some of the techniques used in the making of his garments. Also there was a fantastic video from the man himself, and others around him, which really gave an insight into the man and the design house. The only thing that let the exhibition down in my opinion was the curation; the layout of the main exhibit was effectively in a long corridor which made it slightly difficult to navigate. Additionally the mannequins where complete with awful wigs which brought down the whole feel of the exhibit for me. I mean master of couture and fantastic gowns dont really go well with cheap plastic looking wigs. 


For anyone who wants a little slice of fashion week but cant quite blag a ticket to the real deal, London Fashion Weekend is a great alternative to get your fashion fix! 

Monday, 4 March 2013

holding on // letting go

Grief is a funny emotion; everyone deals with it differently, whether that be through laughter, through tears or with anger. But the most difficult choice you have to make with grief is whether to hold on or let go. 

3 weeks ago my Grandma decided to let go of her life after 87 years; she lost her husband at a young age, but lived her life to the full, exploring the world and recounting the stories to her 4 children, 8 grandchildren and 1 great grandchild. 

While we all take the steps to get over the great hole that now feels all to apparent in our lives, one day we will move on and realize she enjoyed every minute of her life and we should too. 

When you love someone, making the decision to move on can seem almost impossible. But they don't say time is great healer for no reason. 

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