The Races

I'm off to the races tomorrow - the Darley Irish Oaks to be precise. Being the organised gal that I am, I have my flutter threads at the ready. Vintage black dress - tick; Fly Now pierrot silk jacket - tick; snakeskin heels - tick; Queen Alexandra-inspired pearl dog collar - tick; RSI-inducing cocktail ring - tick; clutch bag - tick. Am I missing something? Deliberately - perhaps. There's no way you'll find this filly in a fascinator. No siree. My quest to abolish the offending article continues. If you hear of any arrests at the Curragh for aggravated assault that would be me wrenching feathers from the heads of the offending. I've got my work cut out for me.

The Cellulite Challenge - 33.3 centimetres lost!

Apologies for the hiatus. My laptop melted and left me offline for a week. Funnily enought, that's not the only thing that's melted. I finished the course of my Meditech treatments this Wednesday and the final results are in. Drumroll please.... I've lost a total of 33.3 centimetres off both thighs! Check out the before and after results below. In the meantime, I'll be running around Kimmage in my bikini!

Left top thigh: was - 62.3; now - 55.5 = 6.8 loss
Right top thigh: was - 63.5; now - 56 = 7.5 loss

Left mid thigh: was - 53.7; now - 46.7 = 7 loss
Right mid thigh: was - 53.2; now - 47.5 = 5.7 loss

Left end thigh: was - 42.1; now - 39 = 3.1 loss
Right end thigh: was - 42.2; now - 39 = 3.2 loss

Left thigh loss = 16.9 cms
Right thigh loss = 16.4 cms

Luella's Lucky Londoners

For those within a wedge-heeled walk of Bond Street, don't miss this Thursday's Luella sample sale. With 60-90% off current and vintage lined on catwalk, ready-to-wear and accessories, it is what it is - a steal. If you fail to turn up, consider it a crime against fashion. Talk about getting things handed to you. Jeez! (cue: grumbles bitterly to herself all the while claiming she never liked that lovely Luella anyway!)

Luella sample sale: Thurs, July 2nd. Click on image for deets!

The Cellulite Challenge - parts 9 & 10

Only two days left of me Meditech dimple destruction and the world will be safe for democracy. We had a little 'plateau' issue due to some water retention; but with that behind us and only two sessions left, the shedding should continue. Despite my body's uncanny ability to make like a sponge, my skin has never been smoother. Did I mention I lost some junk in the 'aul trunk? And the permanently flat tummy? Could this be a religious experience? I'm beginning to think so.

Turtlehead Tees

Slogan tees - a divisive fashion point at best. 'RELAX' like Frankie and you're an ironice hipster; emblazon 'Northsiders do it better' on your chest and you're a life-size prat. Luckily, Turtlehead.ie - a Dublin-based t-shirt/art collective - has come up with snazzier tag lines to save you from impending social suicide. 'I Hate Bread' is angsty yet coeliac-friendly; while 'Old is the New New' could score you serious post-modernist points. 'Same Circus...Different Clowns' is my personal fave. I wonder if that's what Britney says after each tour date?

Indigo & Cloth

Sales can be a bit cut throat - 50% reduced here; 70% slashed there. Throw in that Harvey Norman eegit shouting at us to 'GO! GO!' and it all gets a bit out of hand. Luckily the good folk at Indigo & Cloth have bucked the trend and taken pause with a bit of quid pro quo. Allow me to interpret the signage - "Here's the deal. You buy something special and we buy you something special back." A bit like how you struck with your elementary school BFF. i.e. simpler times. Nice.

Car Boot Sale @ The Shaw

Me and my bargain-hunting. As if I needed a reason to go shopping, now I can defend it with the excuse that I got at a car boot sale. Yes indeedy, the George Bernard Shaw Toe Jam flog fest descended yet again on Dublin for a sunsoaked day of fashion, falafels and general good vibes. I managed to bag myself a €10 sequin dress which I'm still on the fence about. On one hand it was a steal as it is fully-embellished and in top nick; on the other hand I could easily be mistaken as a wayward Dallas extra or ice-skating champion circa 1982. Katerina Witt perhaps? Check out the pics for a goo at the guna.

The 11th Fashion Bloggers' Brunch

It's hard to believe we've been at this caper for nearly a year - and it never gets old. Saturday saw the 11th installment of the monthly fashion bloggers' brunch at the Lee loft. As if the sunshine and Pride buzz wasn't enough, we got fed to the gills and spoiled with nifty goody bags from Lee, Ben & Jerry's and Dove; a Fit Flops prize draw and made bl-unch buddies with newcomers Dirty Fabulous. Thanks has to go to Lee brand manager and Indigo & Cloth blogger Garrett Pitcher for sorting the space, yummy Fallon & Byrne food and bubbly; not to mention Trendspot's Colin Brady for the Jackson-themed tunes.

The Cellulite Challenge - Parts 7 & 8

It's hard to believe I'm on the last stretch of my miracle cellulite treatment regime. Only four more sessions to go until I emerge as Heidi Klum's doppelganger! Since starting the Meditech challenge 2.5 weeks agao, the DTs have ended, my skin is flawless and I've melted almost 20 cms from my thighs; the cellulite isn't bad either! That's is the beauty of it. I went in to blast those dimple marks and in turn received complimentary body sculpting and a new diet to look forward to. All that wheat and caffeine was causing me to drag my ass like a prehistoric sloth. Now? Perky. So very perky. Loving it!

PS - last two sessions saw another 4.5 cm lost. Sweet.

Haberdashery Heaven

I'm beginning to love this whole recession deal. Not only has it curbed my shopping habit (well sort of...) but it's made me quite the haberdashing dame. Just check out these little gems from Dublin's A Rubanesque (01 672 9243). The chiffon floral collar (€15) can be stitched onto a plain tee as an epaulette (in which case I need another!) or onto a collar for instant jewellery. And those antique buttons to the left? They're going to snazz up my rather pedestrian Topshop blazer. I'm so in love. Swoon! Until we meet again A Rubanesque (i.e. payday next week), your bijoux goodies shall be on my mind. Sigh!