Showing posts with label Net a Porter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Net a Porter. Show all posts

Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Mate's Rates

When I went to Peru I loved all the colourful pom poms. So I am very excited to see this collection of pom pom-tastic jewellery that Mario Testino has designed for Net a Porter with some proceeds being donated to his charity Mate.



(Images via Net a Porter)

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Draw a Blank


(Via Net a Porter)

This, apparently, is a rabbit fur cap. To me it just looks like someone has drawn a bowl haircut in permanent marker on a picture of a mannequin.

Friday, 5 November 2010

Fight For Your Right to Party


(Via Net a Porter)

Net a Porter have kindly just sent me an email letting me know they have set up a "Party Boutique". Honestly, I'm sure not sure there are that many combinations of words that could set off a little trill of excitement in my chest in quite the same way. Superficial? Moi?



Coz me? I love a party dress. And in this, the run up to the party season, I love to trawl the shops in the hope that the most perfect dress exists out there.



Even though the reality is often that I have a problem with fit, things that fit at the hips gap at the top. Fits at the top? Cutting off circulation at the bottom.



And while the fifties look is in this season I don't necessarily want every dress I own to be fit and flare. It can be slightly limiting.



But despite the difficulties and inevitable struggles that lie in my path hope springs eternal and I will soldier on sure in the knowledge that this is a battle that can be won.


(Via Reiss)

And you never know, one of these Reiss dresses might just fit the bill. Here's hoping!

Monday, 6 September 2010

If the Devil Should Cast His Net


(Via Net a Porter)

God damn Net a Porter! Why do they have to have so many lovely things, all in one place?

Why did I have to see this divine RM by Roland Mouret dress and fall so comprehensively in love with it that any other dress that I might look at will come a very, very distant second to it in my heart?

!&*@!£*@£! Aaaarrrrgggghhhhh!

Monday, 6 July 2009

In the Snood for Love

I once had an American boyfriend. Inevitably his name was Ryan. He was something of an intellectual but surprisingly (for most intellectuals I know are depressed and disconsolate) he was also an unabashed optimist. His favourite phrase was "it's all good!" and he genuinely meant it. I also used the phrase but it was always laced with irony and a grimy hard won cynicism and I rather suspect it might have rained on his parade somewhat. I think the good people at Net-a-Porter have been hanging out with him, because I assume that is where they are going with their headline, even though it doesn't rhyme. Or am I again being terribly English by assuming it rhymes with booed?


But honestly the question at hand is, is it all snood? I remember my mother had a mint green snood in the 80s that matched a mint green ski jacket. I coveted both of them desperately. And I'm sure that on the slopes she was quite the envy of every snow bunny in a five mile radius. But it was the 80s and things have since moved on.
When the suggestion of a snood was first touted a few weeks ago I thought it would take some feat to convince me of its merits, but with this little Burberry number I actually could imagine myself giving the trend a bash. Is it a mistake to even dally with such a suggestion?


(Images via Net a Porter)

This Missoni version, however, makes me think that the poor mannequin, maybe after a heavy night out, has mistakenly wrapped a damp bath mat around its head and the musty aroma has not yet aroused its suspicions as to the severity of the situation.