Showing posts with label Snood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snood. Show all posts

Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Snood for Thought

(Image via Times Online)

I know how you feel about a snood. But I have to say that I am becoming more and more inclined. And flicking through the Times Style magazine this weekend I found this and it sealed the deal. Look how awesome that girl in the middle looks. OK, so it is warn more like a scarf than a snood per se, but there is no denying that it rocks.

Unless you want to deny it, of course. But wouldn't that just be churlish of you?

Tuesday, 7 July 2009

You Snood, You Lose

Oh Good GRIEF! What fresh hell is this?
(Image via Net a Porter)

Whizza mailed me yesterday morning and kindly reintroduced me to the snood. She said they made her feel 'funny' and I presumed that wasn't funny ha ha. You get me? And then here you all getting all snooded up. I am firmly rooted in the school of thought that in the cooler, winteresque months a hat, a scarf, and an up turned collar will suffice but perhaps that is my Northerness asserting itself. The snood just seems too tubular. And the word tubular is odd. Now I feel funny.

She alwso sent me pictures of dogs in snoods. Which is funny ha ha. But why would a puppy need a snood? Has the world gone soft?

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.