Posts Tagged: Jackie Mallon

Help me Choose a New Spring Jacket!

It’s the last day of winter, time to freshen things up. Salute the last of the snowdrops and lay down in that bed of daffodils! I’ve decided to give my novel a makeover for the new season. My agent had

Help me Choose a New Spring Jacket!

It’s the last day of winter, time to freshen things up. Salute the last of the snowdrops and lay down in that bed of daffodils! I’ve decided to give my novel a makeover for the new season. My agent had

The Must-Have Jacket

The Must-Have Jacket

“Signor Adriani is only comfortable working with people in jackets. If he sees you like this,” she made what looked like a benedictory sign of the cross, “it would be starting off on a very bad foot.”

The Must-Have Jacket

The Must-Have Jacket

“Signor Adriani is only comfortable working with people in jackets. If he sees you like this,” she made what looked like a benedictory sign of the cross, “it would be starting off on a very bad foot.”

Daffodils

Fashionable Daffodils

At regular intervals, like members of a strange ministry, they crept up on me to deliver new teachings from an encyclopedia of eccentric doctrines. “Never wear yellow. Signor Adriani hates it. It’s to be worn by daffodils, not people.”

Daffodils

Fashionable Daffodils

At regular intervals, like members of a strange ministry, they crept up on me to deliver new teachings from an encyclopedia of eccentric doctrines. “Never wear yellow. Signor Adriani hates it. It’s to be worn by daffodils, not people.”

House of Adriani

House of Adriani

“I should have worn my glass slippers.” My voice descended spookily behind me on the grand stone staircase like the rustling train of a gown. High above, cherubs manned each arched support, blank-faced and oblivious to the majesty that was

House of Adriani

House of Adriani

“I should have worn my glass slippers.” My voice descended spookily behind me on the grand stone staircase like the rustling train of a gown. High above, cherubs manned each arched support, blank-faced and oblivious to the majesty that was

Fashion Week

Fashion Week!

As drinks were snatched up, the infantry of topless barmen swooped in and lowered fresh ones. What had been a state-of-the-art raised catwalk that afternoon had become a pulsating dance floor for a jumble of twiggy, writhing bodies, and me.

Fashion Week

Fashion Week!

As drinks were snatched up, the infantry of topless barmen swooped in and lowered fresh ones. What had been a state-of-the-art raised catwalk that afternoon had become a pulsating dance floor for a jumble of twiggy, writhing bodies, and me.

Cocktails at Plastic

Cocktails at Plastic

  Confident headwear could do wonders for a flagging spirit. Dynamic cocktails were the willing accomplices of confident headwear.

Cocktails at Plastic

Cocktails at Plastic

  Confident headwear could do wonders for a flagging spirit. Dynamic cocktails were the willing accomplices of confident headwear.

Atomic Boy

Atomic Boy

  He had the look of a devil and the air of a shipwreck; an atomic Beelzebub of the high seas. His eyes seemed to burn with a fire just behind the pupil. I was magnetized.

Atomic Boy

Atomic Boy

  He had the look of a devil and the air of a shipwreck; an atomic Beelzebub of the high seas. His eyes seemed to burn with a fire just behind the pupil. I was magnetized.

Intermezzo

Intermezzo

  At such intimate quarters, the only part I could observe of her, without being rude, was her shoes which, to give them their due, held my attention well. They were in the form of ladybugs: red patent leather with

Intermezzo

Intermezzo

  At such intimate quarters, the only part I could observe of her, without being rude, was her shoes which, to give them their due, held my attention well. They were in the form of ladybugs: red patent leather with

Edward Smoking

Edward Smoking

“I’ve started acupuncture,” said Edward. “It hurt but it was worth it. I haven’t enjoyed the taste of a single cigarette all day.” “How many have you smoked?” “About twelve. And I’m not craving them either.”

Edward Smoking

Edward Smoking

“I’ve started acupuncture,” said Edward. “It hurt but it was worth it. I haven’t enjoyed the taste of a single cigarette all day.” “How many have you smoked?” “About twelve. And I’m not craving them either.”

FASHION’S NEW HQ: CENTRAL ST MARTIN’S, KINGS CROSS

“Same shit. Different year.” This was the sign hanging in the office of Louise Wilson, the Course Director of MA Fashion at Central St Martin’s. Right above her head, it was, if I remember correctly. Four words, two by two,

FASHION’S NEW HQ: CENTRAL ST MARTIN’S, KINGS CROSS

“Same shit. Different year.” This was the sign hanging in the office of Louise Wilson, the Course Director of MA Fashion at Central St Martin’s. Right above her head, it was, if I remember correctly. Four words, two by two,