Autumn/Winter 08/09 Trends

Want to update your wardrobe, but not sure where to start? Need help figuring out which autumn trends are for you? Look no further! Some Like it Fashion is here to help! This questionnaire will help you identify your key looks for the season; because as we all know the many complex problems of the universe can be solved with a simple and clichéd survey:

Which of the following quotes do you most identify with?

1. Work is like a sport. It’s hard and we all want to win. (Harold Tillman)
2. Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can, No need for greed or hunger, A brotherhood of man. (John Lennon)
3. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all. (Proverbs 31)
4. I never leave underwear at a guys place because I never see it again. (Samantha Jones, SATC)
5. I fear being a completely acceptable sheep in society (Marylin Manson)

What is your favourite colour?

1. The colour of money.
2. Brown, the shade of the earth.
3. Traditional warm shades of red and green.
4. Anything that brings attention to my tits.
5. Black. Dark black.

What do you have on your i-pod?

1. A mixture of stuff. Classical, power ballads, soft rock. I’m very eclectic. And clever.
2. I-pod? Dude, you’ve gotta get it on vinyl!
3. What’s an i-pod? Do you mean music? I have a Cliff Richard album on cassette. Mistletoe and Wine is a tuuuuune!
4. Cheesey pop, stuff I can reaaaaally dance to. Britney, Xtina, Girls aloud, Beyonce, they’re all on there.
5. Bauhaus, The Cure, Siouxsie and the Banshees. I like bands that have black album covers.

What is your theme tune?

1. Eye of the tiger, Survivor.
2. Born to be wild, Steppen Wolf
3. A spoonful of sugar, Mary Poppins
4. I touch myself, The Divinyls
5. Ignore the machine, Alien Sex Fiend

What is your favourite part of the body?

1. My mind. The body is over sexualised by the media. I want to be appreciated for my intelligence and wit. There is more to me than my breasts.
2. Whoaaah, heavy question dude. I guess my hands. Without them, how would I smoke?
3. The womb. It gives the greatest gift. That of life.
4. The schlong. Yum.
5. Hair. It can be died black.

If you had to watch a Demi Moore film ,which would you chose?

1. G.I. Jane
2. One Crazy Summer
3. Ghost
4. Disclosure
5. The Seventh Sign. (It is dark film. Dark is like black.)

If you were an animal you’d be…

1. A crocodile. They’re adaptable survivors. They see what they want and they get it.
2. A bird. They are free of the politics of our society. They can fly and roam as they please.
3. A dog. They are loyal, loving and reliable. Just like me.
4. A monkey. They can masturbate in public and nobody judges them.
5. A bat. They are black and they like blackness.

If you were a bear you’d be…

1. A spectacled bear. I want to be taken seriously.
2. A sloth. Chillax, man.
3. A polar bear. They are the cutest by far.
4. A panda. When I have sex it’s newsworthy.
5. An American black bear. Because they’re black.

*Drumroll*

Prepare to be dazzled (and a little freaked out at how spookily accurate I am) . If you answered mostly:

1: Ambitious, driven and tenacious. That’s you that is. You work hard and you are going places. Daaaam straight. Your wardrobe reflects your desire to be taken seriously by your peers. You want to look successful yet intimidating. And riiiiich. The super-structured tailoring and sculptural trends are perfect for you. Look to YSL, Balenciaga and Jil Sander for inspiration.

2: Although you may not know it yet, deep, deep, deep, deep down you are a kaftan wearing, incense lighting, peace loving, hairy armpitted, stinky hippy. Yup. Embrace your inner tree hugger this season with Gucci, Hermes and Dries Van Noten. They will let you indulge your wandering Indian spirit with their interpretations of folk (fringing, paisley and embroidery) and tunics and trousers trends.

3: Hear that? Listen quietly. Yes, that. It´s your ovaries throbbing. You see family is your main focus. Either the one you have or the desire in your womb to have one ASAP. Clothes are secondary to this (a very important secondary mind you). This season you´ll need washable items in colours and prints that don’t show chocolate hand prints and baby vomit. Tartan is ideal for this, as is the heritage trend with its practical fabrics. Dolce and Gabanna, Vivienne Westwood and Paul Smith should be your starting points.

4: Oh you doity, doity, doity, dooooog. You loved to get dressed up, for well, any occasion. But not to the detriment of your body mind you (you side stepped that whole sack dress debacle unlike the rest of us). You’ll love this season’s peek-a-boo (sheer fabrics such as chiffons) and tomato red trends. They’re ideal for the gorgeous exhibitionist in you. Check out Dior, Giles and La Perla.

5: Black. You love it. You wear it not because you feel safe in it like most people, you choose black because you feel it differentiates you from the masses. You wear it with an edge. If you weren’t a goth a school you almost certainly secretly fancied one. Channel your black passion using the lace and soft goth trends this season. Prada, Givency and Chanel will be right up your dark street.

Edith

No ears and no tails!

Today I am a big (5′2″ is big in the grand scale of things, OK?) ball of lub. Lub lub lub.

You see my sister has just gone into labour. Her husband called to say the plug had ‘come out’ (I’m not sure what this ‘plug’ is but I have a feeling I really don’t want to know. Sounds icky). So, with the arrival of my first niece imminent, obviously anything fashion related in proportions small enough for a sprog is getting me whipped up into a right ole frenzy. Tis the bringing together of two of my greatest lubs. Lubs lubs lubs.

So, as you can imagine, I was especially excited when a lovely box containing this landed on my desk this evening:

Anything that isn’t an anti-aging product (frankly, I’m starting to find it insulting. Are people trying to tell me something?) or boring press release about bikinis is a very welcome change. But a sample relating to bambinas, well, what with sis about to explode, it’s guaranteed to get me all riled up (in a good way of course). Ohhhh, the squeal of delight I made when opening the box and discovering this ‘orange’ hat was audible all around the building.

Now, a friend of mine once said to me that her friend (I promise you this story isn’t going to end in an urban myth type tale where everybody dies and the killer licks your foot whilst pretending to be your pet dog and then writes a chilling message on your wall) had a rule about clothing for her children. Nothing with ears or tails was permitted. Now, I think this is a RIDICULOUS rule. Where is the fun in your friends and family having children if you can’t put them in comedy outfits and convince them they are the very animals that they are dressed as? I have very fond memories of a friend’s kid who on being presented with suitable attire became convinced that he was a monkey. He proceeded to howl in such a manner for over a week, even whilst at school. It was comedy gold.

Anyway, in the event that my sister decides to adopt this ‘no ears and tail’ rule, it’s no biggie. I can be down with that thanks to the good people of Cob Web Knits. Now, these hats could be perceived as a leetle bit freaky in a cabbage patch doll kinda way, but they are also veh veh cute. I can already envisage my niece rocking the lemon hat (yellow is sooooo this season dontcha know) this summer. And it is something delightfully different to present to my sister that isn’t the standard gift-voucher, baby grow or a bib (that says something hilarious and equivalent to ‘I’m a boob man’). Buying one of these is securing my place in the baby’s memorable gift hall of fame. And isn’t that what we all secretly want? To gain/buy the unquestionable love and admiration of another’s child so that we can teach them naughty words and gestures and in doing so annoy the shit out of their parents? HELL. YEAH.

Edith

Cob Web Knits is a family run business based in rural Dorset, which means that they get the Some Like It Fashion sustainable seal of approval!

London College of Fashion Magazine Launch

As of yet I know very little about it (launches on the 25th of June so I will fill you in with the gossip then) except that the first issue is called Pigeons and Peacocks. And apparently, we have to decide which one we are:

Edith: Ladies, have you heard about the launch of the London College of Fashion magazine? There is an event somewhere trendy in the East end, I think we should go. It’ll be like old times! According to the invite we have to decide: Are we a pigeon or a peacock?
Betty: I tell you I just don’t know. See I’ve been musing on this one, and I reckon all the cool kids are gonna be like ‘yeah I am so like a pigeon yeah Hoxton yeah’ but maybe I shouldn’t neglect my home counties upbringing and my grammar school education. So I reckon peacock.
Phoebe: Please don’t tell me we have to dress up as a pigeon or a peacock?! Damn this new ‘concept’ prospectus…
Betty: Yeah, you’d better start planning your outfit now.
Phoebe: Is this going to be one of those awful Neighbours style moments where I turn up in full-on pigeon outfit, shaking my tail feather, beak fastened to face with piece of elastic, pink clawed feet firmly attached, only to find that everyone else is looking really cool in their Reiss/Topshop/Prada (depending on who they are), sipping on a martini, face aghast as the crazy lady who’s just walked in? Cos if it is, I ain’t there sister. So, are you being serious?
Edith: Yeah totally. You better get yourself down to Angels and rent a giant pigeon costume. Go as one of those skanky old pigeons from the Walworth Road that have a club foot and dirty feathers.
Phoebe: Yeah! One of those ones that can’t really walk and just sit for most of the day cooing like an old lame tramp on a bench
Edith: And the other pigeons poo on it.
Phoebe: And children kick it!
Betty: So you gonna rent the peacock outfit instead right?
Phoebe: I may just go to Peacocks and buy it, does that count?

So, what say the rest of you?! Are you a pigeon or a peacock? Show us yer feathers.

"EVERY DAY IS KIDS DAY!" A Fathers day gift guide.

Remember when you used to complain to your parents about not having a kids day when they had a mothers and a fathers day? And they’d be like “EVERY DAY IS KIDS DAY”. And you’d be like, if that really were true, things would be pretty different round here…

And so this brings me to the point of my post, it is that time of year when we bestow gifts upon our beloved dads to say thanks for the lessons they have taught us. Wisdom from Bunny (that’s my dad’s nickname by the way) includes:

• On big meanies at school: “When you know someone so well that you can anticipate how they will react in a situations and they then behave in the way you expected you shouldn’t get upset or angry. You know they are going to do it. Except it and don’t get frustrated.”

• On relationships: “Love isn’t always enough. You have to like the person as well”

• On asking for some Miss Sixty jeans: “Give your head a shake girl, who’d you think I am? The bank of England?”

Oh, dontcha feel the wiser for reading that? Amen, Bunny. Amen. But lets get to the crux of the matter and discuss potential gifts. Sick of buying socks? Yeah! Sick of buying books? Yeah! Sick of buying clothes that he only wears when you come round to lunch? Hell yeah! So, here are some suggestions covering the safe, comedy and classic options for Fathers day.

Lazy days Dad: His perfect day involves crashing out in front of the TV after a Sunday roast and maybe (if the conditions are permitting) having an afternoon snooze.
Suggestion: 3:10 to Yuma, the modern re-make of a classic western. £7.99 including delivery.

Snores so loud that wakes himself up Dad: The neighbours think it is thundering, when you go on holiday the locals think a boat has hit rocks and is sinking. Loud doesn’t even come close to describing the noise.
Suggestion: A hilarious head brace thing from Snoozer. Can you imagine his face when he opens that? Priceless. Priceless. But if you want the price it’s £64.95.

Money talks Dad: He says not to bother but you know he doesn’t mean it. When you were a kid he’d slip you a tenner so you could buy him something on his birthday and at Christmas. The man loves a gift!
Suggestion: Quality leather. Smythson do a very fine selection of classic, handsome wallets and cardholders. Perfect for those moments when he needs to impress by getting a round in at the golf club. Prices range from £65 – £400.
Edith

Fathers day is Sunday June 15th in the UK but the date may differ in other countries.

To-ourist is their name. Fun T-shirts is their game.

I feel I must say, even at the risk of you all thinking I’m bonkers, that I LOVE these tops. Now, before you roll your eyes and banish this blog from your sights forever, hear me out…

Although officially menswear, these designs by To-ourist lend themselves well to the tricky unisex category. The ’school jumper’ sweater (£88) would look great on the fellas with trainers and a nice man-bag. And for the laydeez, the leopard print t-shirt (£55) would be fandabbydozy teamed with a mini-skirt, blazer and some clunky boots. Now, I know we’ve seen similar stuff from the likes of nu-raver cassette playa, but To-ourist, whilst nodding at that same graphic direction in its aesthetic, is infinitely more wearable. HUZZAH!

Edith

To-ourist was founded in 2006 by Brian Grathii, a graduate from London College of Communication. All of his products are hand made in England and the graphics are applied using a unique process called OBM which is resistant to cracking, chipping and fading (apparently). Check out the website for stockist details and further info.

Pucci, Pucci, Pucci, Pucci

Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Know what ya doing, doing to me?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Pucci, Pucci, Pucci, Pucci
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa

Remember when the Kaiser Chiefs were cool? Remember when Pucci was cool? Nuh-huh, me neither.

Still, I was vaguely interested when I heard about the new Pucci Sunglasses collection. Some of the range is a bit too obviously Pucci (go figure) for my liking. But then I saw these, which I think could be fantastic on the right person (man or woman). Granted, they could also look disgusting on the wrong person. And, although I envisioned my sunglasses for this season being round and quite Elton John like or maybe even narrow and rectangular like YSL next season, I am thinking about reconsidering. Because, sometimes, you just have face facts. When you go looking for something specific you can NEVER find it. The best buys always crop up where you’d least expect it. And I would have bet my bottom dollar that place wouldn’t have been Pucci.

Edith

A serious campaign for the mandatory wearing of odd socks

All of this campaign talk has got me in a bit of a tizz. I’ve watched the news reports, I’ve read the articles, and I’ve even taken the online test to see for whom I should be voting. And, after finally deciding whose box to check, I got to thinking about something very important that our fellow politicians seems to have forgotten about.

Oh sure, you can talk about your policies for crime, congestion charges, bendy buses, council tax, blah blah blah until you are blue in the face. But what about the issues that people really care about? What about quality of life? What about fun?

So, I give you a policy as amusing as some of the candidates themselves…

*Drum roll*

A CAMPAIGN FOR ODD SOCKS! At least once a week every person is required to openly wear odd socks.

OK, I can sense I am losing you, but please stay with me a little while longer as I explain. Think of it like this, not only do odd socks look kinda cool, but also when you wear them you feel cheeky, happy and sociable. And, they improve your efficiency. How so, you ask? Well, think of the amount of time you save by not having to:
a. Pair socks out of the washing machine. Or
b. Try to locate matching socks out of your underwear drawer.

Scientists have actually calculated that over a lifetime you can save 1000 hours of time by wearing odd socks. Errrr, that was a lie, but I sincerely reckon that if they did do such a calculation the figure would be in the vicinity of what I just quoted.

And so there you have it; a vote for odd socks is a vote for a friendlier, happier, more integrated and efficient society. Make it your personal political policy from now on.

Edith