Lagerfield vs Adele

When Karl Lagerfield labelled as Adele as ‘as a little fat’, it sent the media and social networking sites into a frenzy.

‘How dare he?’ Ranted one Adele fan, ‘she’s a singer, not a model!’

Karl Lagerfield is one of the main Designers for Chanel and expressed his thoughts whilst guest-editing The Metro New York. Of course, everyone’s entitled to their own opinion, but has Karl gone too far?

He’s used to seeing, judging, measuring and designing clothes specifically for a size zero figure, but surely Karl should look beyond the looks of someone as powerful as Adele and see her for what she really is: a global phenomenon who's gained huge success both in the UK and USA.

Adele has even graced the cover of Vogue, proving that not all fashion moguls are bothered – or shallow - by someone who’s bigger than a supermodel.

Although Karl says that ‘Adele has a beautiful face and divine voice’, does it really justify his words?

In a fame-obsessed world where girls and young women idolise celebrities, it's as though Karl is saying skinny is the correct way to be setting a bad example to Adele's adoring fans. The fashion industry is renowned for models cracking under pressure about their weight and constantly being told they’re ‘too fat’, despite them being a small size 6.

It’s not the first time a celebrity has publically made a comment about weight. Remember when a certain Ms Moss claimed that ‘Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels’?

It has been said before that we shouldn’t judge someone merely by their weight, and despite the pressure for female celebrities to look fabulous, Adele hasn’t bowed to the pressure. In an interview for Rolling Stones last year, Adele said: ‘My life is full of drama; I don’t have time to worry about something petty like what I look like.’

She also made a point of saying that despite other female celebrities looking good, that’s not what she’s about: ‘I love seeing Katy Perry’s [breasts] and bum. Love it. I don’t make music for eyes. I make music for ears.’

One thing's for certain: I'm Team Adele!

W.W.R.D

Next time you’re pounding the treadmill and decide to get off after a mere ten minutes, (don’t lie, we all do it) just think to yourself: WHAT WOULD RIHANNA DO?

Oh yes. When Rihanna tweeted THOSE photos of her looking amazing on holiday, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. A fan asked her how she manages to look so hot, in which she replied: ‘lots of lighting and Photoshop.’ Hmm. LIAR.

So, this is where my new WWRD mantra comes in: The next time I’m running/cross-training etc and looking over my shoulder to a bunch of sweaty, red-faced people and feeling guilty because I want to stop, I’ll picture Rihanna looking hot and keep going.

Check out those pins. Check out the abs! Chris Brown you’re a stupid, stupid man for letting this one get away.

Next time you’re bored and hoping a miracle will happen overnight, just think: What Would Rihanna Do? Would she get off the treadmill after a minute because she’s bored? No, probably not and not just because her PT is bellowing in her ear to carry on.

The girl can do no wrong in my eyes…

London Riots: WHY?

When all the riots kicked off last week in London, I, along with the rest of the country, was beyond shocked. Normal people with normal jobs were causing fires, demolishing lives and homes without a care in the world. These arsonists then proceeded to smash in shop windows and loot high-branded TV’s, designer clothing and things they could probably afford if they saved for it like the rest of us.

Instead, they left us feeling embarrassed to be English.

What I don’t quite understand though, is WHY? What causes a human to get any pleasure from looting a shop, burning down buildings that have survived wars, as well as feel it’s acceptable to make world news – and not in a good way?

The riots originally began in Tottenham after Mark Duggan was shot by police – a subject which is arguable in itself. This was a quiet protest which soon escalated over the next few days across London boroughs causing shocking scenes in papers and on TV. By the next day it had reached Birmingham and then onto Manchester. Photos were uploaded onto Facebook and Twitter by those at the scenes of people looting and causing fires, but luckily with the power of social-networking, the public were able to help police by identifying those guilty.

We’re meant to be portraying an image to the rest of the world for next year’s Olympics. Tourists and athletes won’t want to come to a country where one minute we’re waving our Great British flags joyfully at a Royal wedding and the next louts are throwing petrol bombs at the police and running away from shops with armfuls of Topshop clothing.

Let’s not forget, this was just a minority of British youths doing this. Thankfully the majority of teenagers have a good head on their shoulders and know it’s not the right thing to do. These riots have shown what a great communities London and Manchester have with neighbours and locals coming together to clear up the mess caused by these scumbags.

At the time of writing this blog, there haven’t been any further riots. Instead in the news we’re seeing models, teachers and bright students to name but a few being sentenced to at least six months in prison for their indecent acts. Maybe this will give them time to think about their outrageous behaviour and wonder whether the £60 dress from Topshop was really worth it after all.

Looting is NOT fashionable.


*Also on www.accessoryfreaks.com/blog

When the Princess wed the rugby boy

Just because Zara Phillips isn’t first in line to the throne doesn’t mean it’s not exciting to see another royal getting married. I’ve decided royal weddings are officially like buses (kind of); you wait years for one and then two come along at once... Typical!

Finally the rebellious royal Princess married the wonky-nosed Rugby King Mike Tindall in Edinburgh.

It wasn’t shown on TV, nor did we get a day off, so unfortunately I didn’t get the chance to laze in my PJ’s whilst judging hats and wondering what the Queen really has in her bag - but at least we got to see Ms Phillips adding a touch of glamour to her normal tomboy attire by marrying her very own Prince Charming.
Zara’s pretty dress was bought from the White Room in Minchinhampton, near the couple’s Gloucestershire home and according to designer Caroline Castigliano, was “completely Zara’s style.”

It was rumoured months before the wedding that Mike Tindall was ordered to have a nose job by the Queen to repair his bent nose after years of it getting bashed from rugby. Not too sure how I’d feel about having the Queen as my Gran-in-law but nevertheless, if Harry becomes free anytime in the future and fancies having me as his Princess then we can certainly make it happen. (Just saying in case he comes across this post!*)

Despite it being Zara and Mike’s big day, all eyes were, of course, on the Duchess of Cambridge Kate Middleton. Turns out Ms M has been doing some more recycling by wearing a cream coat dress she wore to the wedding of Laura Parker-Bowles back in 2006. And there’s me worrying what people think about me being tagged in Facebook pics wearing the same dress twice. Seems like it was a good idea though because it didn’t steal Zara’s limelight.

One thing’s for sure, I wish I was a fly on the wall for that wedding reception: Zara, Mike, his rugby pals AND Harry?! I can only imagine the conga line and the booze-up sesh carrying on ‘til the morning.

*And if Harry is reading, my name’s Kirsty FYI.

Baby Beckham

After three boys, it’s finally happened. Mrs Beckham has finally popped out a girl.

Whilst us Brits are bemused by the naming of her, (it’s Harper Seven if you’ve been living under a rock) apparently it’s quite a common name in the US. Surely we’d be questioning the name more if they had given her a common name like Lauren or Hannah?

So what can mini-Beckham expect? I reckon she’s going to follow in the fashion footsteps of Suri Cruise, cause some mayhem a la Paris Hilton and maybe even create a business empire like Kim Kardashian.

Surely it would fit for Harper to grace the cover of Harpers Bizarre in years to come, you know, just because she is the first – and so far, only – daughter of the Beckhams so no doubt she can dabble in her mother’s designer wardrobe whenever she fancies. When I was six the most fun I had was testing out some red patent heels from Clarks from my mum’s wardrobe, so you can only imagine that Harper will be test-driving some Manolos!

With three brothers, and a super hot dad to look after her, Harper Seven’s life is going to be truly amazing.

Now, where’s my invite to the christening…

Wedding Fever: It Moss be love. Ahem...

Summer: Not only is it meant to be hot and sunny, it’s also the season where we’re invited to umpteen weddings and drink loads of wine to celebrate. Except we don’t really care about Bill and Jill’s wedding from next door, what we want is an invite to a celeb’s wedding…

We know how it went for one Kate – she married her Prince and now gets to wear lavish designer dresses and look damn right amazing whilst going on trips abroad to just say ‘hi’. Yeah, so it did look pretty fabulous to see it all taking place, but what I really wanted to see was a certain Ms Moss getting hitched.

We all looked on in horror as she pranced around with Pete Docherty in the hope he wouldn’t put a ring on her finger, so when they broke up and Kate got together with Jamie Hince it was a bit better. Kate genuinely looked happy and started to look less Gillian Taylforth and more like her usual model self.

Armed with her 15 bridesmaids, Kate packed out a church in the Cotsworlds and married Mr Hince. Smiling graciously in photos wearing her custom made John Galiano gown Kate and Jamie smiled for photographers and showed their romance was the real thing. Cocaine Kate was a thing of the past and the supermodel was all smiles for the locals and paps who had lined to see the couple fresh from their vows.

Anyway, enough of that – what I really want to know is what happened at the 3-day bender of a reception or other terms, ‘Mosstival’. Did Kate get plastered? Was there an uncle who started doing some embarrassing dancing whilst Beth Ditto performed? What was Naomi Campbell like at the reception? Did Jamie Hince embarrass the bride in his speech?

I’ll just have to use my own imagination and assume it was damn right amazing. What else would you expect from The Moss?!

*Also posted on www.accessoryfreaks.com/blog

Summer can only mean one thing: Festival Fun!

So, the British festival season is well and truly underway. We had Pixie Lott brave the rain by baring all in a two-piece at IOW fest, whilst Beyonce showed us exactly what she’s made of by shimmering on the Pyramid stage at Glasto in that amazing sequined blazer (apparently the toned thighs don’t have a price tag, unfortunately.)

With summer desperately trying to make an appearance, it leaves us questioning what the hell is happening in terms of fashion. How am I meant to wear my new sandals in the rain whilst my feet squelch in the puddles – it’s no wonder it feels like the summer sales have started earlier than usual. Even the shops are over the summer debacle already.

My idea of summer is chilling down the beach with the girls, whilst giggling at the night’s before antics and eating copious amounts of cocktail sausages. For some reason, that’s always a picnic fave! It seems the reliability of the British weather isn’t dampening everyone’s moods, though. Whilst I was unfortunate enough to blag a ticket to most of the festivals this year, it didn’t stop me from watching coverage on TV and going green with envy over pics online. Beyonce well and truly killed Glasto this year showing exactly what the meaning of ‘independence’ is by having only women on stage (apart from Tricky, what the hell was going on there?!) Although a reunion from Destiny’s Child was hopeful, she didn’t disappoint by impressing us with a medley of hits. My girl crush on B is well and truly ON!

The best of a festival I’m getting is by going to Southwestfour on Clapham Common on August bank holiday. So what it doesn’t have the likes of Pixie and Beyonce – seeing how everyone’s style differentiates is enough for me… Along with the beers, music – and the sun if it decides to show its face -is enough to make the festival season out with a bang for 2011!



Also posted on www.accessoryfreaks.com/blog