Showing posts with label ted baker. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ted baker. Show all posts

Wednesday, 7 August 2013

In Full Bloom


 Emilia Wickstead

Winter florals are going to be a big trend for autumn winter and I am very much liking the look of them.

Here are some of the best on the catwalks. And Ted Baker are the first to make the break on the high street. Yum!


Erdem




Giambattista Valli


Lanvin 



Louis Vuitton

Mulberry



(Images via Style.com, Ted Baker)

Thursday, 12 April 2012

Seeing Red


(Image via Ted Baker)

I fell in love at the wedding. I fell in love with Franschhoek where the wedding took place. I fell in love with the couple a little bit more. And I fell in love with a fabulous girl.

She was wearing this incredible Ted Baker dress, a sweet little red bird in her hair and a YSL cocktail ring. I didn't fall in love with her just for how she looked. Sure, it might have piqued my attention at first. But it was so much more than that. Namely that she was oh so much fun.


She was also sporting a red nail. Which I haven't done for donkey's years. I have been dilly dallying with pastels instead. But I realised why it is a classic as it is such a strong look.

So I have painted mine red (over the top of my previous, chipped colour because I couldn't find the remover which probably wasn't a great start) and I matched my lip and paired them with a breton stripe. And... well... I suppose at least I tried. But in reality I fear I might look rather like a slovenly French tart. Which wasn't quite the look I was going for. Harrumph!

Monday, 6 February 2012

A Girl in Wolves' Clothing


(Images via Kurt Geiger, Ted Baker)

I love getting out of my outside shoes and getting in to slippers when I get home. But my slippers aren't very cosy. They are of the felt and rubber sole variety. Awfully comfortable and pleasant to pootle around in but not that warm. And with this weather what my feet were crying out for was some snugglebility.

So I looked desperately around and couldn't find anything that wasn't hideously grannified. So I did the unthinkable and considered by the Ugg slippers above. Gosh, my feet would be cosy in those. Hmmm. But fortunately the £100 price tag stopped me in my tracks.




Then I happened upon these treats. My little wolf or bear paws. Completely ridiculous, of course, but my feet have never been happier. The dog was a little perturbed, but once we had established that a couple of moggies hadn't snuck into the house he was happier, if still a little unsure. He keeps sniffing them. But he had better get used to them sharpish because they aren't coming off my feet any time soon.

Now, do you reckon I could get away with wearing them at work...?