Yahooouzer! It’s been almost two months since my last post! Bet you’re wondering what I’ve been doing with myself (frankly, I’m a little hurt that the fashion blogging community managed so well without me. Who would have thunk it)? Well, in all honesty, it’s been one long champagne fueled, fiendish coke snorting, tissue gorging binge.*

I’ll elaborate on that explanation of my absence a little. During my temporary hiatus / mahWHOsive par-tey I actually achieved quite a lot. I continued my wondrous love affair with tights, worked like a crazed fashion demon, became slightly obsessed with chalky pastel shades AND acquired a Maison Martin Margiela jacket.

Eeeeeek! That’s right. A Margiela jacket! This is amazing for several reasons, not least because this now means I can become BFF with Alexander Mcqueen! He was quoted in the Independent as saying:

“There’s not a woman I know who doesn’t have at least one piece of Martin Margiela in their wardrobe.”

But, getting back to the task in hand, I have this amazing jacket (pictured right) and I’m not embarrassed to admit that I am slightly flummoxed as to how to wear it. I’m searching for a look which doesn’t prompt the response I got from the fella, which was to launch into a rendition of star trekkin. Hmmm.

And so good fashion blogosphere people, I have devised a poll and I need your help! Vote, VOTE like there is no possibility of a star trekkin tomorrow, and I shall endeavor to kick my doity booze guzzling, drug feasting, paper gobbling habit and start posting regularly again.

Edith

* This may be a lie.