Monday, 24 October 2011

Bring Out Your Pumpkins!

I love America and I love Halloween; as a child it was my favourite Holiday; I know, I know, technically it's not a holiday, but I'm still immersed in all things American.

I have recently returned from San Francisco where the Halloween preparations had been dialled up to 11. Sadly I've never managed to be in the States on October the 31st, but it's definitely on my 'to do' list because, behold the size of this baby:


This is the SF Party Store located on 939 Post Street. Full details can be found at:

http://www.sfparty.com/

I would like to congratulate them on their marvellous display and splendid array of costumes. This is probably my favourite:







Although I'm also very taken with this culturally sensitive number:





No doubt inspired by Sex and the City 2.

I'm sure there will be many fabulous Shindigs on in SF over the coming weekend, but if you find yourself much further South on Route 1, you could do a lot worse than checking out Schooners in Cayucos:

http://www.schoonerswharf.com/

Beautiful location, lovely people, amazing seafood and great wine. Not only that but also, surely, one of the most comprehensive lists of prize winning categories ever compiled for a Halloween party:


Most Authentic Pirate? Get In!


Rockwife xx


PS I haven't forgotten about the Weddings, I'm just waiting for some pics!


Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Stalking the Celebrity Houses

I must admit that when I first found out I was coming to San Francisco one of my initial thoughts was 'Ohhh, I wonder if there's a 'Charmed' Tour'; scoff all you want, but I had a real soft spot for that show.

As we all know Shannen Doherty would definitely play me in a 'Made for TV' Biopic of my life and let's not forget 'Charmed' also gave us Julian McMahon, who later went on to play Dr Christian Troy in Nip/Tuck, but in my head will always be 'The Source of All Evil'. Ahh, Bless!

Anyway, after a quick google it turned out that the 'Charmed' House or Halliwell Manor is actually in Angelino Heights in LA, or 1329 Carroll Avenue to be precise; this makes perfect sense when you think about the filming logistics.







So last Thursday, after a trip to LACMA to see the Tim Burton exhibition, I headed over to Echo Park to have a sticky beak and it turns out it's not the only famous house on the block, because residing at 1345 is the Michael Jackson 'Thriller' House.








There are some absolutely beautiful houses on this street, but the one that really caught my eye was this one:








Stunning!

I'm off to check out the real San Francisco today, so I'll catch you later,

Rockwife xx

Location:San Francisco

Friday, 30 September 2011

Adventures in La La Land

Arrived in Santa Monica on Wednesday night after a smooth flight and, amazingly, practically a clear round through security for me. I always manage to set off the metal detector or have something in my hand luggage that requires some serious rootage from the security staff. I did get asked to remove my boots (it wasn't shoes off for everybody at Heathrow this time), and Mr Rockwife said that he had seen one of the security ladies eyeing them up as I walked in; I suspected she just wanted to look inside them to see where they were from; she should have just asked; Carvela Darling!

Had shrimp and Margaritas on Santa Monica Pier Wednesday night at Bubba Gumps; I now realise this is a 'loosely' themed chain restaurant based on one of the narrative threads of 'Forest Gump'. However at the time, having been up for the best part of 24 hours, I didn't really put two and two together; I just thought it was a TGI's kind of place, so when our Clark Kent lookalike waiter sat down at our table and asked if we wanted to partake in a 'Forest Gump' Pop quiz, I thought 'Random, but when in Rome'; now, obviously, it makes more sense; Mr Rockwife did quite well, I only managed to get Nike and Buttocks correct.








Oh yes and another fabulous thing about America is that you become miraculously slimmer; I bought a denim skirt in Santa Monica and the lovely sales girl had to bring me Size 4 to try on. Size 4? SIZE 4!!!! I'm going to factor in a bit of vanity sizing, because I'm not a Size 8 in the UK, but even still I'm definitely buying all my clothes from America from now on!

Rockwife xx



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Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Death Becomes Her

I have, for the past 24 hours, been considering mortality, decay and other cheerful matters. It all started last night when I decided to download an episode of Nip/Tuck from iTunes; I was an avid fan, watching Seasons 1 & 2 on Channel 4 and then catching up with Seasons 3 & 4 (after Sky purloined it) on box sets; but I'd rather fallen behind with my viewing since then and for some random reason decided I felt like dipping my toe back in the surgically enhanced waters and, reader I loved it and promptly ordered Seasons 5 & 6 from Amazon today <FYI, at the moment, a much better deal than downloading from iTunes> It's dark and sharp and funny and a brilliant satire about the demands of modern beauty.

And then today (sandwiched in between a conversation about phobias; clowns and moths for my Holistic friend and overripe bananas for me, because they remind me of my own mortality and withering decay, thanks for asking) I spotted this:





Here's the link for the story if you want to read it:


And it made me remember the completely brilliant, but apparently, rather controversial promotional campaign for the 'Six Feet Under'; which featured amongst others, these two advertisements:



 I thought it was wonderfully dark and clever; but obviously not everybody agreed. Here's the whole story:


It does make you wonder though, as we seemingly almost embalm the living in a quest for perfection, where it's going to stop.

Sweet Dreams,




Rockwife xx

Sunday, 10 July 2011

The Veils of Time

Exciting news, I am going to be a Bridesmaid (well technically a Maid of Honour, but for the purposes of blogging the term Bridesmaid is funnier) at a wedding in San Francisco in the Fall. See what I did there, when in Rome and all that.

Anyway the last time I was a Bridesmaid I looked like this:


I'm the small grumpy one holding the hand of The Stepford Wife (sorry Janice, second cousin, thrice removed or however it works!) and no I don't believe we did arrive in the yellow van, although it would have worked perfectly with our outfits.

In my new role of Maid of Dishonour and International Bridal Stylist I have found myself discussing many sartorial matters with the Bride in electronic missives that fly back and forth across the pond and this week we have been mostly contemplating veils, headpieces and cats doing hilarious things on youtube and important academic webcasts; yes Murano, that's you.

It's a funny old world, because recently I thought I'd rather fallen out with Bridal Veils; I just couldn't see anything aesthetically pleasing in them, even K Middy's very romantic, Italian looking silk tulle left me a bit cold and thinking about the drippy hair TV exiting girl from 'The Ring'; and then, last weekend, this happened:




Kate Moss I fell 'Head over Heels' in love with you; I've not always understood the fuss about you, yes you're gorgeous and you look good in clothes, but you're a model so as far as I'm concerned that's sort of your job. However on your Wedding Day you looked so happy and radiant and relaxed and your wore Galliano and it was all shades of right. Sigh!

Meanwhile at the other end of the Wedding Spectrum this happened:



Sorry, wrong Charlene! OK, OK, it's a terribly obvious joke, but I couldn't pass it by.

This is what actually happened:


Here she is, Princess Charlene of Monaco; shame about the groom, but lovely headpiece and veil.


I'm wondering if this photo was deliberately set up to prove that she wasn't in fact wearing an electronic ankle tag that prevented her leaving the Principality. Hmmm......

And what will my Bride be wearing? Well you'll just have to wait and see.

Yours; soon to be languishing in a prison cell in Monaco,




Rockwife xx

Friday, 1 July 2011

Something Borrowed, Something Blue; Kate #2

I want this Dress and those boots (but possibly without the bows)....






                                                                                                        

                                                                                                                                         .......that is all.



Rockwife xx

Saturday, 25 June 2011

Kate vs Diana

Let the fashion comparisons begin......









Round 1: Dressing for military occasions.


Rockwife xx
 

Sunday, 15 May 2011

Gothic Glamour

The Sugababes rocked up to The British Soap Awards last night (I"m telling you it's A-list all the way at Rockwife Heights) looking like this:



I personally was delighted that they have taken inspiration from two of my favourite guilty pleasures:


I loved this episode of 'Make It Or Break It' where the 'Rock Rebels' (The Rock is the name of their Elite Training Gym; see what they did there, seamless) had to dress up for a photo shoot in the style of extras from a Billy Idol video circa 1984.


And of course, the genius that was 'Charmed'. There is a brilliant gag in this episode 'All Halliwell's Eve' about acrylic hairpieces not being able to time travel and this little gem of dialogue:



Right, I don't know about the rest of you, but I need a cuppa and a bacon butty........


Rockwife xx

Friday, 29 April 2011

Royal Wedding Roundup



I'd like to say a big 'Congratulations' to Wills and Kate; she looked lovely and I'm so pleased she went with McQueen. No it wasn't jaw droppingly different, but it was never going to be and I thought that Kate and her sister looked elegant, dignified and serene; which in these situations is the name of the game.

My other favourite moments of the day were; Boris Johnson giving a 'shout out' to Pam from the Fenchurch Street Branch of Moss Bros, for ensuring he looked 'smart and presentable' on the day (Pam, something tells me that a large bouquet and box of chocolates will be winging it's way to you from Head Office) and Grazia's Paula Reed saying she was "waging a one women war against fascinators'; standing ovation at Rockwife Heights for that statement Miss Reed.

Which leads me neatly onto today's Millinery display or in Samantha Cameron's case, lack of:


Yes, Mrs Cameron I know those are bejewelled clips from Erdem, but can I ask you a question? Are you Blair Waldorf from the American Teen Drama 'Gossip Girl'? No? Then grow up and put a hat on!

There was an awful lot of this sort of thing in the Abbey today:


I believe that Philip Treacy made 36 hats for today's wedding, and whilst they are spectacular works of art and feats of engineering I'm not quite sure how well they work outside the arena of 'High Fashion'.


Posh looks like she works for The Addams Family Airline, Beatrice is actually scaring me, she looks like a satanic vanity mirror, Tara PT is running away with Cirque du Soleil to perform in their new show 'La Luna Racquet', Eugenie is in a Sixth Form production of 'The Rivals', and Zara can't wait to get to her next official engagement; a 'Galaxy Quest' convention, where she will be presenting prizes for the 'Best Reproduction Costume'.

Even the Queen suffered a bit today from a form of Millinery Malaise:


Normally nobody rocks a hat like The Queen, but there's something about this one that looks a bit 'Boxy' and homemade. It somewhat resembles what used to be known (rather sniffily) as a 'Dressmakers' Hat. These were usually pre-made shapes or forms that could be covered by Dressmakers to enable them to make matching hats for their clients ensembles, or were 'cut and sewn' rather than blocked. It just doesn't look quite right, it's got a sort of 'cake tin' vibe.


 Still HM looks lovely in primrose and I'm sure a splendid day was had by all and that by now nobody is still wearing their hat. Huzzah!


Rockwife xx






Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Come on Dover! Move your Bloomin' Arse!

In the past I admit that I've not exactly been that convinced by Mark Fast's knitwear dresses; although they look interesting on the Runway I've never really seen one work outside that situation.....until now:



Well played Eliza Doolittle; Gorgeous! Mwwoahh!


Rockwife xx

Tuesday, 15 February 2011

DressERELLA! Where are my TRRROUSERS?

Way way back many centuries ago, not long after the bible began, I spent a large chunk of 1994 working on 'Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor® Dreamcoat'. It was the UK Tour with Phillip Schofield (no, really, and I believe he even dusted off the old Dreamcoat for Sunday's Dancing on Ice programme) at the helm as Joseph, some animatronic camels and quite a lot of dry ice.


One of my charges was the lovely Graham Hoadly (playing the role of Simeon) and quite often the cry of 'Dresserella! Where are my TRRROUSERS?' could be heard echoing along the backstage corridors. It became something of a standing joke due to the unbelievable number of costume quick changes that the show demanded every night. Let's just say that if Dressing ever became an Olympic Event, every member of the Joseph Wardrobe Team would be a Gold Medallist!

Anyway, TRRROUSERS have very much been on my mind this week, in particular Trousers favoured by Baddies in 1980's movies.

It all began last Saturday following a conversation with a friend who, being rather disappointed with the cut of most modern breeches, was pondering the idea of making his own. I thoroughly applauded this notion and inquired into the style he had in mind.
  "Something a bit like the dark haired baddie wore in the outback sequence in Crocodile Dundee 2" 
For the record, nobody, but nobody appreciates a specific (if somewhat obscure) costume related reference like me and (although I've yet to place this still in an identification line up) I'm pretty certain these will be the 'Strides' in question. So far so good.

1980's Baddie Trousers Mk1

The next reference
"Black Trousers worn by a James Bond villain, not sure which film, but it was the sequence where he was watching a dance studio from behind a one way mirror"
Well that's got to be Kim Basinger in 'Never Say Never Again', should be relatively straight forward to find.......or so you would think, but no, MGM (presumably wanting to safe guard the secrets of Maximilian Largo's TRRROUSERS) have removed all footage of them from the internet.


This is the best reference I could come up with and sadly old Max is sitting down, so if you do find a workable link for this sequence I would grateful to view it.

And Finally(carrying on with the Bond theme)....

How fabulous is the new Virgin Atlantic commercial:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hbib-A6NpW8&feature=player_embedded

Love it! Remember to keep your eyes peeled for Max's TRRROUSERS!


Rockwife xx



  

Well Played the Magenta Costume from Glee


Last week Glee brought us their version of 'The Rocky Horror Show' and I absolutely love this Magenta costume; I'm not entirely sure why, but it just seems a perfect reinterpretation.

I tried to bring panniers back last year (I thought if Justin could do it with sexy, I could do it with 18th Century Ladies underpinnings), but alack it wasn't to be.

I tell you what though Ladies, don't knock it till you tried it; it makes your waist look Teeny Tiny and it prevents anybody sitting next to you on public transport. Two birds, one stone.


Rockwife xx


 

Sunday, 16 January 2011

Is this working?

Watching Dancing on Ice, playing with this new fangled i-pad and waiting for a roast dinner; fabulous!



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