Showing posts with label vogue paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vogue paris. Show all posts

Thursday, 26 March 2009

It was Miss Scarlet in the bedroom...


If ever there was a photo to show the haters what for, then this has to be it. I gawked at it no less than five minutes after prodding at my own rapidly ginger-ing mane, worrying when I would find the time to dye it back to dark brown again. Scarlet looks beyond sumptous here; I love the eye makeup and the matte but still there lips. Definitely one to try and copy once I've popped into Boots and picked up my two boxes of dye for a fiver. Bless these credit crunch times. A statement which immediately takes all the glamour out of everything. Oh well, for this mere mortal it will just have to do.

Phwoar ScarJo. Phwoar.

Sunday, 22 February 2009

This is the new shit.



Image: Vogue Paris March 2009, courtesy of Faking Fashion.

Daria looking simply stunning. If this isn't inspiration to get myself down the gym I don't know what is. I feel a diy coming on with that vest as well...