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So on Sunday I set out to meet a photographer friend of mine for a wonder in Shoreditch, I hoped to do some style hunting but unfortunately most stylesters were definitely still hungover at 2pm and no where to be seen. My friend, Jayna and I walked about 5 steps and bumped into another photographer friend of mine, Steve. Hah! What a small world. We walked around a bit, checked out Hoxton Square, but it was quite dead everywhere.

And somehow we ended up in Brick Lane, now I was there the Sunday before too. They say all roads lead to Rome, well in London it seems, all roads lead to Brick Lane. It’s a funny place, now that I’ve been there a few times, I’ve started to notice the sudden surge of photographers, doing both candid and asked portraits. Surely thanks to the influence of people like the Facehunter. But I did learn a little more about Brick Lane from Steve. Tracey Emin, George & Gilbert are amongst others, famous contemporary artists living in Brick Lane. Once upon a time, Damien Hirst lived there too. Now this started a long time ago, somewhat kicking off the process of Brick Lane becoming what it is today and now well on its way to gentrification. The Brick Lane back then was filled with printing presses, warehouses and factories, grimy, dingy and dirty, far from the trendy spot it is today. We had a pint at The Golden Heart, where people often spot the likes of Tracey Emin, George & Gilbert having a drink. The owner of the pub, now she is apparently one of the top 10 most influential people on contemporary British art.

Of course, today, especially on Sundays, Brick Lane is where the youngsters congregate. Their styles may vary, they may even be on polar opposites, but somewhere below all the clothes and makeup, it’s this eccentric Britishness that shines through. From George & Gilbert’s art to the clothes these girls adorn, even ones who aren’t raised in the UK, this eccentricity is always there.

Opposites - Brick Lane

Opposites - Brick Lane

Name: Dan
Occupation: Fashion student at Central St Martins
Describe your style: Edgy, sometimes quirky
Favourite fashion label: Rei Kawakubo
Favourite clothing store: Hurwundeki

Dan told me that Brick Lane is where Central St Martins students come to meet and chat on Sundays. Hah! I wonder if they have a tally on the notice board of how many times each has been photographed by a street style hunters…

Opposites - Brick Lane

Opposites - Brick Lane

Name: Sophia
Occupation: Burlesque dancer and retro model
Describe your style: 30s, 50s, evocative, just having fun
Favourite fashion label: vintage Dior
Favourite clothing store: Tete – tete (it’s at Christchurch, NZ)

I love these burlesque girls, they have such good style and taste. Do check out her myspace here.

Tada, there’s my little Sunday adventure, now it’s time for bed!

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From polished designer high fashion to my crazy space outfit, now I bring you to the other side of the town, Camden Town. I only very recently discovered it’s about 25 minutes walk from my place, why the hell didn’t I go earlier. Camden is crazy, full on, energetic and just plain awesome. It’s the ultimate place for clashes of fashion, from gothic lolitas, to punks, rockabillies, indie kids, high street kids, vintage gals, hip hop boys, it really shouts “youth of Britain today” to me.

Today I went for a stroll again armed with my camera!

Quick post - Camden

Camden market is a huge market that interconnects many sections, with indoor and outdoor space, they sell anything from vintage wear to designer rip offs and everything in between. I found myself a nice little something for £6! More about that another time. Cyberdog is crazy! Rave music turned up loud pumping straight through me, those fluro detective lights that showcase the special ink on their tshirts, robotic mannequins line the walls. Some of the womens clothes were very avant garde, I can see how a piece or 2 combined with high street stuff can become a very edgy and cool outfit. Now why didn’t I go there before my space themed party, oh well, at least I know now for next time.

So here are 2 quick shots from today.

Quick post - Camden

Quick post - Camden

Got to go now, more posts tomorrow! Happy Thursday!

Saturday night, 10.30pm, a girlfriend and I arrive at a unremarkable blue door with a security guard outside and a silver sign that says MOONBASE. “This must be it!” I squeal. Moonbase had a rotation of DJs, an accordion player that one of the hosts met on the tube, a roof terrace, a ball pit involving 500 coloured balls and many intergalactic creatures.

It was fancy dress, if you haven’t guessed that yet. This is what it said on the facebook event page: Every millennia an enigma takes place, one which hails upon all life of the universe to unite under one cause and on one planet… DISCO GALAXIA is here! In the name of strengthening inter-galactic peace we would like to invite you to the biggest party in the universe. From the 8 corners of the cosmos every intelligent life form from Space Rangers to Cosmic Freaks will join for outer space disco festivities. Get yoll shiny shit on and charge the Cosmic Peace Laser because you know no one knows how to party like a DISCO GALAXIA party!

So how did I get such crazy friends? Who cares! But most importantly what did I wear?!

Spaced out - Intergalactic house party

Voila! Remember the Balenciaga rip offs I’d been eyeing at Topshop, this was one of them, it’s so short! I never wear anything so short, but with 2 layers of tights, I figured what the hell, just do it. I’m going for a bit of futuristic chic here, black, silver, nice splash of colour, bold and geometric pattern. The black tights, oh they were fun! I got them from Primark, 5 pairs for £2, so I cut up 1 pair, tried them on and cut up another with slight adjustments for the night.

Self portraits without a tripod and a remote is simply impossible, I had to rely on the crusty dirty mirror in the living room. Urgh.

Spaced out - Intergalactic house party

So here’s the break down of the outfit.
Top: American Apparel (it’s actually a dress)
Skirt: Topshop
Silver tights: Urban Outfitters
Black tights: Primark with homemade holes
Shoes: H&M

Oh those shoes, I am so in love with shoe chunky heels and how they make my legs look. If I didn’t have to walk, I’d live in these shoes forever! Forever! Ok… just until I fall in love with the next pair of shoes…

Here are some shots from the night.

Spaced out - Intergalactic house party
Seems like most intergalactic beings favour shiny legs.

Spaced out - Intergalactic house party
He had a camera phone!!! As in a camera taped to a phone, as in Flight of the conchords.

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