Aaarrrgghhh! Denim dreams in my head! I dreamt I was doing some kind of ‘Denim for Charity’ event. In the dream I waltzed into a bar to meet a very old friend singing some kind of stupid made up denim related lyrics to the tune of ‘New York, New York’. Of course everyone turned around to stare and I was incredibly embarrassed. And then somebody STOLE my charitable earnings, leaving behind a nasty chalk board message about how stupid the Year of Denim was/is.
Then suddenly I was making an art work with HRH. We were covering some kind of fridge/ bbq/ chicken hutch in wierd purple/ blue goo that we had to combine with some other sparkley goo to make it set
Phew, I’m exhausted now.
Top 1: Mid blue denim from the famous fashion house Fletcher Jeans
Top 2: Streeetch dark denim shirt. Very snug and a little short in the body. Stay tuned for stomach flashing
Bottom: Beautiful & Damned pale blue denims, a bit big n bulky where you don’t want it to be
Accessory: Dragstar pale blue denim bag, two days in a row, which is slack of me
Mid- morning update
The flares are so flarey that I swish as I walk. The sound is quite different to the corduroyphhtt phhtt. It is most definitely a swishy sort of sound