Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts

Friday, 21 May 2010

My love affair with Sex and the City

SATC2 opens next week and I am very excited. Tickets have been booked and pre and post Cosmopolitan swigging has been planned. Normally I am not a huge fan of chickflicks and romcoms and I suspect that if the SATC films were not spin offs of the much adored (by me) HBO TV Series I probably would wipe my hands of the films completely and opt for watching something much more gritty instead...


I can hold my hands up and say that I am not a bandwagon SATC fan. I was there from the start. I saw the pilot advertised on Channel Four and thought I'd give it a go. I had never been a huge fan of American comedies (Frasier is 'quite good' and Friends is 'ok' IMH) but decided to give it a go anyway. I can't remember how C4 chose to trail and brand the programme but however they went about it it appealed to me as a 22 year old woman (sigh, so young...). From the start I was totally captivated and enraptured by it. The sheer glamour! The amazing outfits! The cocktails! Exposing how ridiculous men can be! Great - bring it on! chuck in some glorious location shots of NYC, some hilarious one liners, the odd bit of eye candy along the way and they got me...

By the time SATC aired it's 5th series in the UK (2003) I was suddenly single and thrown into the chaotic, thrilling, chaotic, frustrating and sometimes quite lonely world of singledom and playing the dating game. Whilst in the past the programme had always amused and entertained me I now found that I could really empathise and identify with some of the situations that happened in the show. I was rapidly finding out for myself how inconsistent men could be and experiencing first hand the mine field that is dating (that's a whole other blog). I even found my own Mr Big who made me act irrationally and out of character and whom I lost not only my heart but my head to for a while.

Once the show finished in early 2004 I had to have something to get my fix so looked into getting the complete box set. This was available supposedly as limited edition at Christmas 2004. I missed the boat and was desperate to get hold of one. In the end I tracked one down on Amazon, it was second hand but never been opened. I am not going to disclose what I paid for it. When I think of it I am quite ashamed. I just had to have it. Of course it soon got reissued and you can pick it up for about £40 now. Oh...and at the time I didn't even own a DVD player. Yes, true fan/addict delete as applicable...


I think what I notice more and more when I watch repeats and my beloved DVDs is how spot on the show is about the nature of women's friendships. Our best friend can be our hero one day and villain the next. We are pleased for her yet sometimes jealous and resentful too. There will be inevitable moments of schadenfreude. We will judge them, worry about them, forget to call them, sometimes put men before them, but also we will always be there for them and God help any man that hurts them and lets them down. I think the relationship that got this spot on was the one portrayed by Carrie and Miranda, especially how angry Miranda gets every time Carrie gives Big another chance. I love the scene in the last ever episode when the girls meet Big at a restaurant in order to get him to go to Paris and "go get our girl". The three women are sat down at a table already talking about Carrie and how concerned they are. Enter Big, he is greeted by a genuine and warm smile from Charlotte and then cut to Miranda and Samantha who are shooting him "that look"! the one that me and my girlfriends reserve and employ when we see some low-life out and about in town who has hurt one of our ladies!


And the outfits! I have always been slightly experimental with my look but I think since SATC it has made me give even less of a f*** about wearing what everyone else is and has certainly influenced my wardrobe, even if I have to be more Primark than Prada. Whilst watching the repeats I mentally note items I will try and source online or on the high street. Of course I am more like SJP with a thyroid condition so unfortunately I can not get away with a lot of the outfits she wore in the show. But God damn I wish I could, especially those metallic gold boots! yowzer!


There's an article in this month's Glamour magazine by the journalist Zoe Williams slating the film for its' pure and unadulterated consumerism and also hinting that it was 'women bashing'. Relax, Zoe IT'S A FILM! and are you not au fait with the concept of SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF. This is escapism! it's not supposed to be a cutting edge documentary on feminism or on the economy. Yes if we took some of the messages and themes in the series and the film too seriously I can see how things could be misconstrued and distorted. But also, da da da...revelation... just because you are a strong woman and a feminist this does not make you immune to having relationship problems and dilemmas and sometimes you are going to need to share these with your girlfriends, we can't spend all our time dissecting highbrow topics. Sometimes we do need to talk incessantly about men, sex and relationships to try and make sense of this crazy world... It's cheaper and more accessible than therapy, non?

And as for the spending... if these were four women on the dole (or whatever the New York equivalent is...) and they were all blowing their loot on cocktails and designer shoes then yes we could sit back and tut and judge but hello? bar Charlotte these women work for a living and are high earners. What they choose to spend their hard earned cash on is their look out...is that not empowering enough for you Zoe?

Oh dear I am getting a bit riled now, maybe I need to swig a Cosmopolitan? either that or calm my nerves by purchasing the latest pair of Jimmy Choos...





Wednesday, 12 May 2010

We only do two tattoos

Currently I have five tattoos which I have had done in the last ten years, but as those of you who also have tattoos know; they are curiously addictive and at the moment and can't help but think there might be room for another...somewhere.

Before I divulge about what I have and where I just want to share an amusing anecdote from my childhood (which also formed part of my speech at my wedding). I was never a girlie little girl and when I was four I was taken to see Father Christmas at a department store in town. When he asked me what I wanted for Christmas I told him, very earnestly, The Fisher Price Garage. This being the early 1980s he laughed at me and I felt quite upset that I would not be opening said gift on Christmas morning. Anyway I did receive the Garage but in order to realign gender stereotypes I was also the ungrateful recipient of a baby doll. On opening it I informed my Mum "it's got an ugly face" and rapidly lost interest in it to play with the lusted after garage. By Boxing Day the unfortunate doll had been drawn all over with my new felt tip pens and then became known by the moniker of 'Tattoo'. I think my parents should have known then...

After having multiple piercings in my ears (3 in my left and 5 in my right, used to be 6) and then my nose and my navel I ran out of areas I wanted pierced, I briefly flirted with the idea of eyebrow and lip piercings but am very glad I changed my mind. In 'those days' (we're only talking late '90s early '00s) there was a limit to what one could get pierced! "In my day" there was no back of neck, handweb and the like. It seemed extremely outre to see someone with a piercing above their mouth for example. As a fan of piercing I do personally think it has gone a bridge too far (and no! I refuse to acknowledge that is because I am old!) I think all these facial piercings look really messy and dirty!



So after a stint with henna tattoos and transfers I thought it was time to start getting the real deal. Here are my five tattoos...


1 - butterfly on right shoulder (2000)














First ever tattoo, just chose it from a book at the tattooists (Ian's in Reading) rather impressively passed out whilst having it done. Love being able to show it off in racer back vests.


2 - 3 stars on lower back (2001)













Designed it myself (oh so talented lol) but based loosely on Wonder Woman's outfit and also would like to point out that back then stars were quite unusual as tattoos, really! another Ian's of Reading tattoo. Fainted again. Some people call these lower back tattoos 'Tramp stamps' hmmph! Although I still like the design I think in hindsight a different design in this location would've been better. Nice shot of my muffin top lol.


3 - rainbow and star on stomach/hip (2002)




First tattoo in colour, semi designed it myself by morphing two different tattoos together from a book at Ian's. Again I fainted - wuss. I should've known what to expected by now. Again excuse the muffin top!



4 - flowers on left foot (originally in 2004, redesigned and redone in 2007)
















When I had the first tattoo done it was a single black flower and I was told that feet were hard to do and not many tattooists would do feet. This has definitely changed since then! This was done at Area 51 in Basingstoke. I warned the female tattooist that I had fainted before so was treated to a very relaxing experience: sprawled out on the couch eating chocolates to keep my blood sugar levels up! great! However, this tattoo wasn't that great and was very pale I even had it redone the following year. By 2007 it was looking really crap so I got a totally new design over the top. This was designed literally as we went along by Duncan at Area 51. I love it and love the summer when I can show it off more. I think it's quite sexy!


5 - stars on side (2009)


Surprisingly wasn't as painful as I thought considering the top big star is on my rib cage (ok fair point I am quite well upholstered there...) I think I may one day get this star filled in or add to it but at the moment am happy with it. This was done by Steph at Poison Ink in Basingstoke.


For my next (final?) one I am thinking birds! possibly on my right ankle. We'll see...