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FEMBOTS HAVE FEELINGS TOO.
I went to see Robyn last night, and stood in the front mash of every Swedish person in London. She actually sang an unbearably brilliant version of Dancing Queen as an encore. It was amazing. There was a tiny … Continue reading
Obsessions.
ASOS and Brick Lane are the sole dealers for my (bordering dangerous) jumpsuit obsession. How ASOS make such wonderful onesies for such oh-yes-that’s-just-about-affordable prices I will never know. And quite how Brick Lane’s vintage shops can charge quite so much … Continue reading
Settling in. Wearing hats.
BIMLETS! I found this the other day. It’s Paul McCartney, back when The Beatles had that haircut. And that’s the same camera that we used for some of the pics on our photoshoot. I’m absolutely in lust with that … Continue reading
Bim TV
Rihanna – Rude Boy from Dux-Deluxe on Vimeo. Robyn from Punishment LTD on Vimeo. “Why Don’t You Love Me” – Beyoncé from Beyoncé on Vimeo. Guess what we’re doing this weekend, babies..? It’s all getting very exciting in Bim Land, … Continue reading
White Rabbit
There’s been Alice In Wonderland fever recently. Because of Burton’s film, Temperley did a line of quite beautiful but fairly predictable pretty clothes, Johnny Depp got type-cast, I had Jefferson Airplane’s White Rabbit stuck in my head for three months, … Continue reading
Inappropriate Canoeing Nails
Recently I have discovered a new insatiable lust for nail varnish. You might remember I was dribbling designer craving at that Chanel Jade Polish. (Incidentally, Barry M do a DAMN SEXY one for about one squillion quids cheaper.) Well. This … Continue reading
Photo Shop
I started today in an east end market. Lots of fish and ‘real’ £2 DVDs. I was aiming for a crazy good fabric shop that Rebecca bullied me into going to, to make arty things for our photoshoot. Here’s some … Continue reading
Little things and Big things
Everyone’s talking about Telephone and Lady Gaga Has Collapsed (which, incidentally, reminds me painfully of that Frank O’Hara poem which I love love love.) So instead of pummeling you full of my opinion on 1980s lesbian prison guards, product placement … Continue reading