Hot Spot

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Doesn't Ashley look the very most in her coat?


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Do you think I could carry off a leopard print coat? If I accessorised it with lots of black cat's eye liner, leather gloves and a touch of class?

Play it By Ear

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I too am undecided about whether it is playful and charming or "hey, look how kooky I am!" thereby making it utterly unappealing.

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I am loving it on the Olsens, though, because they can do anything and still look cute. And I totally agree about Ashley, and have done for quite some time.

Legs Eleven

Ewww! I don't like those little horrors one bit. If it's not a valance trying to cut it as a worthwhile addition to a top/skirt/frock (and I learned today that the valance has a title now, a peplum... that still doesn't make it any less of an unnecessary bit of frill in my book) it's a legging masquerading as a skinny jean. And isn't a skinny jean doing a very nice job of being a slim fit demin as it is? In what way is it failing to be what it is? Gosh what terribly constructed and rambling sentences. I am very tired.

When I first saw that you had posted about a JEgging I thought 'Oh dear, the darling girl is confused, a TREgging is what she means!' But of course you didn't. And then I realised that you had posted as ME which now makes me look as though I am chatting to myself, which is entirely possible, but in this instance incorrect. Anyway, treggings,/jeggings, there is a difference. I must say I am fond of a tregging. I am particularly partial to the leather ones above worn by An Olsen. They're lovely!

Les deux Olsens

I know I shouldn't, but I do. Love them, that is. Both of them. Equally. Look how they pout and are smoky of eye! Although there is always one who seems to be charming me ever so slightly more at each moment of the day that goes by. Quite often it is Ashley. She is the one who looks marginally less like a ragamuffin, isn't she? Yes, that one.

Much in the same way that I love Miss. Swinton, which I know you don't approve of, I can have nothing but love for a pair who know how to rock out an extreme trend without batting an eyelid. So while I might guffaw at someone in the street wearing the devil's own booties, I love them on old MK. And I rather suspect I might love them on you too. Good luck with your dreams of high street ripoffdom.

On another note, I would also like to express my extreme affection for their range Elizabeth and James which I find entirely charming and particularly like the photography on the website as it seems to have a sense of humour while being achingly hip. Quite a rarity.