Friday, 30 September 2011

Nom or Vom

So todays little delicacy of delight has been in the news this week after an alleged spat with Piers Morgan.

Is he a womaniser? Who cares?

All I know is that he has an accent I could listen to for hours and is quite a good looking chap. I do hope America looks after him well.

So Ladies & Gentlemen

Steve Jones

So what do we think?

Nom or Vom?

Well if he is good enough for Hayden, he's good enough for us right?

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 29 September 2011

How old is old?

So a little while ago on the grapevine of life called Twitter, the lovely @Sarahs_scribble sent out a tweet about More magazine wondering why they were calling all bloggers to write for them and then had actually put an age limit on it.

18-26 in fact.

A huge fuss was kicked up and then the lovely Liloo noticed that they had taken down their "Calling ALL bloggers" request and changed it to calling YOUNG bloggers.

Say WHAT More Magazine?

Now unfortunately I do understand the 18 part, for legal reasons I am sure. It isn't fair but I think it is right.

But an upper limit to write about Fashion and Beauty and Life?


Do people hit 26 years old, look around and think,

"You know what I need? Polyester slacks, and possibly an apron. That would be so nice and also comfortable, I need comfortable now I am in my twilight years"

Once you hit 26 do you start to look around for the latest styles in blue rinses and begin to dream about wearing purple lipstick with matching eye shadow?

Of course you don't (hides all polyester clothing immediately)

I am sure that More Magazine would say that 18-26 is their target demographic audience. I wonder, Are all their staff writers 18-26? I sincerely doubt it.

Part of me wonders if in fact most of their features are written by 47 year old men called Barry and also perhaps Nigel.

A good writer can reach their audience no matter what age. Jacqueline Wilson writes for teens, is she a teen? No but she knows what they want and that makes her a great writer.

More magazine have basically stated that if you are over 26....... you might as well be dead to all things fashion and beauty. Such a shame.

And let's not lose sight of another part of this.

Another magazine that is looking for free content from bloggers without having to pay for it.

I wonder if Nigel and Barry work for free.

I doubt it.

What do you think of the More saga?

Are they right to put an age limit on blogging?

Let me know


at 8.50pm tonight More Magazine tweeted that they would be changing their rules and anyone over 18 can enter.

Will you be entering?

Big Fashionista x x

Westfield Londons Car Bootique Event

I have to admit, usually even the idea of a car boot sale brings me out in a rash and a desire to go and rub myself against mannequins in a "real" shop.
(It's not just the early morning start.......... oh ok it is ALL about the early start)

But hearing that Westfield London in conjunction with Mercedez Benz and huge brands such as Coach, Firetrap, Twenty8Twelve, Reiss and DKNY were going to be holding a "Car Bootique" between Tuesday 27th of September and Sunday 2nd of October I managed to calm my fears for long enough to make the journey across town to Westfield to take a look for myself. (No mannequins were harmed on this journey let me assure you)


Highlighting the A/W '11 trends for chunky thick knits and once more a strong leaning towards animal print the fashion brands involved in the event have put together a Car boot sale with a twist.

You won't find any second-hand DVDs here and if you want childrens pre-loved toys, look elsewhere. Puzzles with a piece missing? Nope, not at the Car Bootique.

But if fashion is your thing and you want to pick up some trend ideas for Autumn/Winter, you need to pay Westfield London a visit. (No 5am start necessary-unless you live 5 hours away that is)

Firstly the cars. 10 Mercedez Benz cars, all personalised to each individual brand


French Connection

River Island



House of Fraser Biba Collection



Ted Baker

and Onitsuka Tiger

and as an added bonus, this weekend ahead the Car Bootique will be hosting four catwalk shows per day for people to watch as models sashay down the catwalk in the latest trends for Autumn/Winter '11

(And the trends are strong grasshopper, so very very strong)

If like me you were hoping for animal print to make a return then you won't be disappointed. Nearly every brand at the Car Bootique features leopard print or snakeskin in one form or another.

From flashes shown in accessories,

Ted Baker

French Connection
River Island hat (check me out)

to going wild in full animal print

But if you shy away from animal print for fear of looking like the lovechild of Bet Lynch and Peter Stringfellow (now there is a scary thought) then other trusted seasonal trends according to the stylish Fashionistas in the know (that would be me) include chunky knitwear (yet another trend that never seems to die) muted greys and olive colours and I have been told to look out for metallics making a comeback (digs out bacofoil leggings)  

The Car Bootique is a stylish fashion-filled event that is on until this Sunday and there are plenty of giveaways and 20% discount offers flying around as well as a hair and make up relaxation pod for you to get pampered in.

(Plus if you have to take the Mister he can amuse himself checking out the Mercedes CLKs while you shop till your heart's content)

Want to take a look at some more pictures?

Of course you do.

Will you be attending Westfield London Car Bootique event this year?

Or have you already been?

What did you think?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

For more information on the Westfield London Car Bootique event go to

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Take a dirty picture,

I could dream of ways to see you
I could close my eyes to dream
I could fantasize about you
Tell the world what I believe
But whenever I'm not with you
It's so hard for me to see
I need to see a picture of you
A special picture just for me, yeah

So take a dirty picture for me
Take a dirty picture

Oh Taio Cruz, I'm pretty sure that those lyrics worked really well on Ke$ha (she seems that sort of girl) but there is a lot of women out there that have probably heard those lyrics and thought "Fuck off Taio, I'm not falling for that crap again"

Yeah, I'm looking at YOU, Abbey Clancy.  Over the weekend it was reported that she had called in the police after some very intimate (I'm thinking a naked spread, pun definitely intended) photographs of her went walkabouts off her mobile phone.

On the plus side Abbey, least YOUR pics are probably really flattering. Most of us....... I mean, most women have to take the same picture about 20 times before we get a single shot that we think is even slightly sexy enough to send, (or one that we hope won't make the guy vomit)  I'm assuming you just clicked away and pressed send. (biatch)

Life would be so much easier if Photoshop did a mobile phone version wouldn't it?
(Take two inches off for her, add two inches for him-you know what I'm saying)

But I digress, I'm sure she is mortified at the thought of pictures that were for her and Peter Crouch's eyes only being seen by strangers (which are probably NOT friends she is yet to meet) who may take their own *cough* pleasure *cough* at her pictures.

It just doesn't bear thinking about does it?

But that is the risk you take when you send a sexy picture to a partner (or hook-up, whatever) How do you control who it is seen by? Your partner may not be able to resist showing off his sexy girlfriends picture to a mate (or strangers at a bus stop-whatever floats his boat)

And what happens if you break up? Would you want to see your tits (or worse) plastered all over Facebook in an act of revenge? (I imagine there would be a lot of "likes") or photocopies of your picture pinned up all over the High St? Or even posted through the door of your parents house!!!!!! (Oh god the shame)

It's a difficult one isn't it. I long for the old days of the Polaroid camera where at least you could keep the pictures yourself (and if you were lucky the picture ended up really faded and yellow-Very flattering)

Mobile phones mean that it is harder to control where your pictures end up.

So think about it the next time a partner suggests you pose for a couple of saucy pics, I'm not saying don't do it, two consenting adults and all that.............

but do try to keep hold of the memory card yourself.

or at least keep your face out of the shot!!!!!!!!

Anyone out there want to admit to losing their pictures? or have a funny (or not so funny) story about a "friend" and their pics?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Guest post

I genuinely enjoy finding new blogs to read and today I wanted to give you a chance to read a guest post from a blogger that I have only just found but think is extremely funny. I hope that if you all read, enjoy and leave him a comment he will be encouraged to blog MORE. so without further ado I bring you the musings of TanRockStar If you like what he has to say and want to read more, go check out his blog

I'm having a day off!!!! Check me out.

Back tomorrow

Let me know what you think of my guest blogger

Big Fashionista x x


When I was asked to guest review on Big Fashionista’s blog to give a male perspective on any topic of my choice I was genuinely excited.  I started to think about what I should write and it was at work when it hit me, literally.

My colleague and I were about to leave the office last Friday afternoon for lunch when she did a quick sugar ray shuffle to go back to her desk, and accidentally clobbered me with her handbag.

Ah Handbags, now where do I start? Bad as shoes? No I don't think so.  The male species loathing of shoes, particularly women shopping for shoes and dragging them along for the ride is an entirely different blog post altogether. For handbags though, it's probably the one item guys can feel comfortable about and go shopping for even when left on their own.   Now I like to think of myself as a ‘modern man’ and in touch with my feminine side, but if I was shopping for shoes, make up or lingerie for a lady, I can guarantee I would be checking into the priory before the day was out.

I know my guy mates feel the same too as they proved on a trip to LA this summer.  Two of my friends went shopping in Rodeo Drive, Beverley Hills and headed straight to a Louis Vuitton boutique for their respective partners (albeit with strict instructions on what to buy).  Within 10 minutes they were out the store with a gift wrapped handbag no problem.

I was recently told by a lady in the office about a survey in heat magazine that said the average man wastes a whole year of his life sitting on the lav. "That's 52 weeks" she wailed as if that's how long it had been since she got her leg over.

Personally  I think 12 months is nothing compared with the time I really do waste in life, like the time I used to wait for my ex girlfriend to answer her phone.  Normally it would ring for 48 hours before she found it at the bottom of her handbag, underneath a Boots receipt for something she bought back in 1997.  I mean it would have been much quicker to write a letter instead.  We broke up a couple of years ago, I did call and leave a voice message, no doubt she will probably pick it up in 2014.

 I read once in the telegraph newspaper (yes the telegraph, how posh am I?) that women in the UK spend £350 million a year on handbags and that one particular £7,000 handbag has a year long waiting list.  Imagine plonking that in the middle of the dance floor in Gatecrasher and dancing around it.  Forget funky house and raving, the girls would all be doing the robot around the handbag so they didn't accidently give it a kick with their Louis Louboutin or Christian Vuitton heels.

What’s more, the article also said on average women have up to 40 handbags each. 40?  That’s just crazy, I don’t think I even have 40 items of clothing.

I wanted to know why women have so many handbags so I asked my admin assistant at work who reckons she has about 15. Now she informed me it has something to do with the seasons. Apparently she couldn’t use her favourite bag in the summer as its made out of some cow material and anyway it would look all wrong.  So what should a summer bag or even an autumn bag be made out of I wonder? Dragonflies? Bikinis? Or maybe Conkers?

Jimi Choo once said if you have good shoes and a good bag, you will look right.  Rubbish.  Try telling that to Kerry Katona in her pink shell-suit with a fag hanging out of her mouth.  There's no handbag in the world that will mask the problem, unless she wears it over her head.

My sister told me that the contents of a woman’s bag are worth about a thousand pounds.  I was intrigued, what possessions would she carry in a handbag that could possibly be worth a grand.  Well, I know she carries an apple ipod with her everywhere, a blackberry she cannot live without, and a bag full of makeup that probably cost a hundred quid or so, but were still a bob or two short. 

So I asked for a quick peak in the bag, and here’s how it broke down. Firstly, there were countless floors, layers, zips and pockets I had to navigate, it's like you need to be a member of Mensa to work thru this maze.

As I got further into the bag  I found a pair of glasses that she doesn’t need, tickets from 1992 to see Joseph & the techni-colour dream coat at the London Palladium starring Jason Donavon, German Drachma coins that I’m pretty sure you can’t use anymore and a key for a Ford Fiesta she sold in 2005.  I didn’t dare go any further than this for fear of finding the bones of T-Rex or maybe a secret pocket being used by Al-Qaeda.

Don't get me wrong, I totally understand the need for a handbag from the fashion argument to the handy practicality it provides on a daily basis.  I just genuinely don’t understand the need to carry everything you’ve ever owned around with you at all times, so when you do need to answer your mobile, you need to find it with a shovel.  I know it's easy for me to say as when I go out, I just take my keys, phone, wallet, and a pack of Wrigleys extra for minty fresh breath. 

I must stress before I get kidnapped to Guantanamo with a Gucci handbag over my head and be tortured into reading cosmo, this is purely a tongue in cheek view peeps.  After all where would a gal be without her handbag?  Pretty much the same place a guy would be without his man draw full of useless junk.  So girls, what’s in your handbag?

Peace, love and happiness.


Monday, 26 September 2011

Virus protection

I have a cold, a cold so heavy that if it sat on you it would definitely leave an imprint.
I have snot in so many interesting colours that it looks like a blended Kermit is dripping from my nose and a cough so barking I actually sound like a seal (feeding time is 1pm if you feel like throwing me a cake or two-I do tricks and everything)

But, and as usual (sigh) it is a big but. I am constantly in fear that this cold will turn into something so deadly that there will be no return from it.


I hear that at the moment, men are dropping like flies from this deadly disease

Something that I wasn't aware of with man flu, it mutates quicker than Lady Gaga!!!! One minute it is quite happily a cold, floating around in a female body messing with your sinuses and head and all of a sudden BANG it hops into a male body and debilitates the whole central nervous system. The only cure is total bed rest and more sympathy than one woman can give. (at one point in the suffering of man flu every man WILL call his mummy)

One can only hope and pray by the bedside of a male struck down by the dreaded man flu (and bring tea) there is no medicine that can bring about a cure for this dreaded virus.

Surely by now you'd think that a group of scientists would have worked on a vaccination!!

(Somewhere in a laboratory is a cage of suffering rats with a box of tissues, some lemsip and a bunch of grapes just waiting for a cure)

A vaccination would save so many men (and women) from suffering from this horrible affliction.

Perhaps we need to arrange a benefit concert. A huge event to raise money and awareness about the deadliness and seriousness of Man Flu.

We need to dust off Bob Geldof and get Midge Ure (Oh ask your bloody parents kiddies) out of retirement to pull this together.

There could be a charity single put together in a fortnight (obviously COLDplay wouldn't be invited to join in) and we could all wear wristbands (or maybe buy special branded hankies)

I don't think that in the past us women have taken the virus Man Flu seriously enough. We are just carriers of this horrific illness. It is men who are the true sufferers. It was only when a male sat me down recently and explained the true complexity of Man Flu and how it mutates and makes them feel so so so ill that I truly understood.

So maybe a concert is the way to go. Or if you have been moved by this plea to help then you can donate to the cause in many ways.

Or an even better plan might be to call me an ambulance, because reading back through this I think I must be sicker than I thought.

WOMAN UP GUYS, its just a bloody cold.

Now pass me a tissue because I'm dripping kermit all over my laptop.

So what do you think?

Do men make a fuss about a cold (man flu) or is there truly a difference between when a man is sick and a woman.

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 23 September 2011

Nom or Vom

With each weeks Nom or Vom I try to stay topical, I "research" thoroughly each hot man that makes the news each week (It's a hard job, but I don't mind taking one for the team......sigh)

And I have to tell you, this week hasn't been easy. There has been LOTS of hot male celebrities making the news or releasing films this week.

How was I meant to decide!!!!!!

There isn't an established criteria for making Nom or Vom usually, apart from I HAVE to be able to find a naked pic of the celebrity. (My blog, my rules)

But this week I chose someone without a naked pic for a change (check me out getting all classy-it won't last)

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Ashton Kutcher

Now before Two and A Half Men as far as I'm concerned, the most famous thing Ashton had ever been in was Demi Moore, but hey, each to their own.

So what do we think

Ashton Kutcher

Nom or Vom?

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 22 September 2011

Baldilocks and the three hairs

Once upon a time there was a young lad in his early twenties, Good-looking (he's no Wayne Rooney)  He had reasonable success with the ladies but he was worried, very worried. He looked at his dad who was bald and he wondered whether one day he would go the same way.

A few years pass and his worst fears come true.

The day comes when all his friends have to wear sunglasses to stop the sunlight from bouncing off the top of his head into their eyes.

He wonders how much a hair transplant costs and whether his mates would call him a twat (they would) He prays that baseball caps will finally come back into fashion (they won't) but he never stops to think that perhaps to the opposite sex he will look even MORE attractive.

There is something highly attractive about a bald man, but if you are going to be a HOT bald man then firstly EMBRACE your baldness.

None of this please,

Listen to me, that is NEVER an attractive look, even a naked Paul Rudd couldn't carry that look off well. The comb over is not sexy, does not give an illusion of hair and the only reason that Donald Trump gets away with it is because women are too busy thinking of bearing his heirs rather than him baring his hairs.

If your mates start calling you Baldvader, chrome dome, curly, or my personal favourite, Baldilocks and the three hairs SHAVE IT OFF.

There is something seriously sexy about a man who is follically challenged and owns it.

(slightly gratuitous? Ah, you got me, complaint forms are on the left)

It is a bit like a woman with curves. If she tries to hide her curves she can end up looking like a sack of potatoes (thanks for that comment mum) but if she emphasises her curves then she can look like a knockout.

A lot of what makes a bald man sexy is confidence. Be bald and PROUD.

THAT is what I find attractive,

How about you?

Would you date a bald man?

Would you actively seek out a bald man to date?

or do you have HAIR-iffic nightmares that one day your partner will end up bald.

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 21 September 2011


Wow, wow, wow, oh my GOD WOW.

From the moment the shortlist for the Cosmopolitan Blog Awards was announced, that is basically all I have been able to say (and considering I'm possibly the most opinionated, trappy bird you've ever come across, that is like being struck dumb)

I have been nominated by you fabulous lot and I have MADE THE SHORTLIST!!!!!!!!

I'm in the Sex & Relationships category with 7 other superb blogs, the quality of which is immense.

Wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow.

(That may soon get boring, for which I apologise-feel free to throw cake at my head)

It is amazing though, When I saw my name come up in the category I was in total shock. I actually had to leave the page, come back to the page and double check with Mr Fashionista that it was MY name on the page and my brain wasn't just playing tricks on me (It does that every now and then, evil brain)

I never truly believed that I would make it to the shortlist, I HOPED I would, but sometimes I feel like I am the equivalent of The Emperors New Clothes. I am just waiting for someone to stand up and say "You know what? She is actually crap at blogging, she isn't funny and quite frankly she smells of wee"

(Ok, maybe I added the wee for dramatic effect, but you get my point-erm, hopefully)

I think most writers have that vein of self-doubt running through them. Perhaps that is what gives us our drive. I know that I constantly strive to make myself better and improve.

So this is just a short post to say thank you to everyone who nominated me, it really does mean so much to me.

And we now move on to the voting stage of the Cosmopolitan Blog Awards

The voting?


I would truly appreciate your vote for my blog if you could spare just a moment of your time.

you can vote for me ----------> HERE

There are some fantastic blogs in every category and I am chuffed to see so many blogs that I already follow made the shortlist. I'm also looking forward to finding some great new blogs to follow as well.

Thank you once again for your nominations,

You made a trappy bird very happy

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Cheese & wine males.

What is it lately with men?

(no, not that, or that, or that either)

Lately I have found myself applying lipstick before I sit in front of the TV on a Saturday night. Now I could lie to you and say that my personal appearance is extremely important to me, but quite honestly that would be a downright lie. My Saturday night attire at this time of year consists of a fluffy all in one with sheep on it, animal slippers and a slanket with some very dubious stains on it. Saturday night is all about comfort baby.

So what has brought about this change in me?

One thing.

Gary Barlow.

Now I must admit, I am of a certain age where I was a hard-core Take That fan the FIRST TIME around.

And back then I wouldn't have given Gary Barlow a second glance. If his face was on one side of a double-sided poster and Jason Orange was on the other? Well let's just say poor Gary would have had a lifetime of staring at the wall.

See? It just isn't attractive is it?

But now?

Hubba hubba.

What is it with some men that they can mature like a fine wine?

Women can maintain their good looks but it is rare that we actually get better the older we get. but there are certain men, and Gary "Hot Stuff" Barlow is definitely one of them, who are like cheese. As soon as the veins start to appear they start to look tasty.

George Clooney is another one. Now admittedly he started off with more than his fair share of good looks and charm but as the corners of his eyes started to crinkle and the hair started greying, he had me.


Now is this me?

Am I the one getting old here? (actually, don't answer that)

Perhaps it is my taste that is changing!!

I fully expect to be put on a list somewhere if I admitted to a crush on One Direction.
(put that phone down, no crushing on the 1D boys from me) They are just TOO young for me.

But the mature man now rocks my world.

Look at George Lamb (allllllllll day long thank you very much) a hint of the silver fox and I am in lust.

(If anyone else is thinking that this post has turned into a personal little eye candy treat for myself..................... Yeah, you may be right)

So where was I?

(snaps back to reality)

The mature man.

What do you think?

Is it my taste that is changing or is there a certain type of man out there that looks better with age?

Who do you think has improved?

Gary Barlow?

Would ya?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 19 September 2011

Alternative London Fashion Week

So basically as I was NFI to LFW (oh, too many acronyms in one sentence, sorry about that) I have been busily creating an alternative to London Fashion Week in that dark place in my head called my imagination.

So curtains up (No delays or FROW here)

(However if you are in print could you please remember to bring a copy of your latest circulation numbers so I could have a good sneer at you-thank you)

Welcome to Big Fashionistas Alternative Fashion Week.

First up is the Breakfast Collection. Created by Kerr Loggs this season is all about comfort. Pastels are big, and sheep are featuring heavily (sleeping sheep especially) Kay Loggs works well in all forms but her big look for S/S '11 is flannelette. With the occasional satin look thrown in to mix it up a bit. Kerr Loggs has shown her collection is versatile, encorporating the bedtime look as well as breakfast.

The make up look to go with the Breakfast Collection is the "smeared look" Mascara is the focal point for the look, although on some models the smearing followed through to the lips.

Hair is all about the birds nest, slightly matted and unkept with a bedhead odour. Hair & make up seem almost an afterthought to the breakfast collection which only serves to highlight what the designer was going for.

Shall we go straight into the next collection? There is no need for queues or cobbled streets here and no press passes needed (although you can go grab yourself a cuppa if you want)

The next collection is the School Run Collection, created by Miss D Bus. This look is functional and no fun. featuring yesterdays clothing thrown together in a rush.

(Some SERIOUS fashionistas created a stir last year by MIXING the Breakfast Collection with items from the School Run Collection. This is FROWNED UPON in Big Fashionistas world. Trust me, I will judge you like Anna Wintour at the first show of the season)

The materials are denim and despair in equal measure. Occasionally a model will strut down the runway impeccably dressed (feel free to hate on her) The S/S '11 collection highlights practicality and the theme is freedom. Make up in this collection is minimal, and hair is scraped back.  Miss D Bus has truly captured the very essence of the school run look and I look forward to her next collection for A/W '11 which is rumoured to be her best, the "Six Week School Holiday Collection" Featuring an array of comfortable clothing which ties up at the back for when you have just.given.up.

The next collection featured in my AFW is the Chav Collection. Featuring the cream de la cream of chav fashion, this collection was created by Mr Court Appearance. Featuring the classic look that Mr Court Appearance has made his own, the gravity defying trousers. teamed with the obligitory hat, worn backwards and the brave "fashion forward-forward thinking" designer, made to look like fake, designer t-shirt.

There is also the capsule suit collection, for the two occasions in a chavs life when he may need a suit, A funeral or a court appearance. This suit comes only in black so that it can cross the bridge between both occasions seamlessly. 

The Chav Collection was going to be the first collection to feature animals on the runway until the Staffordshire Bull Terrier broke free and mistook one of the models arms for a chicken stick. (A terrible, terrible accident)

Accessories of course still feature heavily in the Chav Collection. A rumoured collaboration with Elizabeth Duke sadly never did take place this season, but we do live in hope for A/W '11.

I hope you enjoyed my Alternative London Fashion Week Ladies and Gentlemen. I apologise for the size of the show but unfortunately due to budget cuts (and spending most of my weekend at Westfield Stratford) I was severely stretched for time. There are no Goody bags either, (although if you can find the Staffy, keep it) Flash photography is definitely, positively encouraged although I do ask that any photos with me in do not get tagged to me on Facebook until I have checked you have my best side (my arse)

What would your collection be for my Alternative London Fashion Week?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

(no models were harmed during the making of AFW)

Friday, 16 September 2011

Nom or Vom

So I have done this guy before just as a Nom or Vom lite but honestly?

We needed a closer look.

This guy could rock my world ANYTIME.

The main criteria for Nom or Vom is that I need to be able to type into Google their name PLUS naked and at least one picture come up.

With this guy?????


Sigh. Just beautiful.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Adam Levine.

Two hands hey Adam?

A saucy little wink for the camera?

What? You want to see him WITH clothes on?????


Oh, ok then.

So what do we think everyone?

Nom or Vom

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 15 September 2011

Westfield Stratford-East meets Westfield

Ever since it was announced that there would be a Westfield coming to Stratford I have been in a state of perpetual excitement. (ooooooo-eeeeerrrr missus)

When it finally opened on Tuesday I was champing at the bit to go and have a look around, but because crowds make me slightly rude and obnoxious to be with, I decided to wait until today to make my move.

Armed only with some cash, a best friend and some heels (rookie error) I decided to go and take a look and hope and pray I wouldn't be disappointed.

Oh my gosh, call me some removal men because I'm about to move in.

Westfield stratford is gorgeous.

Clean lines, a huge amount of natural light and amazingly some funky tunes being played across the mall (I may well have experienced a dance break or two) I walked, NAY, strutted around like a child in a candy store.

Rubbing myself against walls in excitement?

It's how I roll.

Let me show you some pictures

Anyone afraid of heights?

Champagne anyone?

Oh hello lovely winter opaques

Seeing your picture on a huge screen? Fantastic

Sharing a special moment in the Nivea Photobooth

The busy food court

Loving Forever 21, no that isn't a queue

Loving the artwork hidden away in the corridors.

Oh hello hunks in trunks outside Hollister.

Would have been rude not to get a picture don't you think?

So my overall first impression of Westfield Stratford is, IT'S AMAZING.

I can't recommend it highly enough. It is a mixture of High St, high end and small niche stores, there is something for everyone. If you need a dress, you can buy it. A stuffed animal? it's do-able, A Pretzel? Oh yes indeed. (I am stuffed with free samples)

Have you been to Westfield Stratford yet?

Or do you think you will be making the journey?

If you go, say hi. I will be there.

Big Fashionista x x
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