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March 29, 2008

Accessorised to perfection

As a person who likes a bargain i can understand the temptation to buy a fake version of the latest designer celebrity must have You can get the same look at a fraction of the price for an original.

When you purchase a fake it often appears the same at a glance, closer inspection will always show why it a fraction of the price, they are quite often badly made with bad stitching, faulty zips and will quite often not last for long.

There is also the fake trade to be concerned about, often these bags are produced from very cheap labour in some foreign country.I would feel uncomfortable therefore to purchase a fake for the aforementioned reasons.As most pockets will not stretch to the designer price many people will buy the fakes.

I would prefer to purchase a good quality and reasonably priced handbag from the high street.and lets face it , the celeb bag of the day will be different next month and who really wants to blow over £800 on something that’s quickly out of fashion.

Start a new corporate clothing line in a brand new serviced office to expand your tentacles.

March 15, 2008

No Thank You…

Gucci? Prada? To be honest, I really couldn’t care less for either one. Burn the lot of ‘um, I say. I’ve come across better designers (student designers, tailors in Africa, for instance) who can design better creations in their sleep.

We’re so obsessed with designer labels and which celebrity (almost always female) is wearing what with what (I say, burn the red carpet too) that I think if a celebrity walked around stark naked with a Gucci label stuck to their creamy white behind, we’d all go out and buy it.

Go figure.

So Gucci?, Prada? No thank you. You can have them both, my friend. On the house. With a box of matches. On a bonfire. On stage. At the Oscars.

Give me clothing that makes my eyes sing, that catches my breath, then we can talk over a latte (full cream, 2 sugars). But I’m afraid Goo-chi and Pra-dumb ain’t doing it for this gal. Sorry.

Actually, I’m not.