Friday, 4 October 2013


Sat on disgustingly early commuter train returning from the capital. Feeling blogger nostalgia, the need to write, rant and generally express an opinion. Hence the following rabble of pros. 

Since my last post, much has occurred. Life resembles that of a Japanese bullet train. A Japanese bullet train with a penchant for innovative marketing activations, apparel one cannot afford and running in increasingly painful patent Penny Loafers.

After escaping the parental nest in favour of over-priced, yet suitably glam city living, one has started to wonder if handing over almost half (an exaggeration but essential to the point) of monthly budget to landlord is ethically stable. Landlord must be revelling in the cash of young marketing execs. Wonder if landlord is single. Strike that, landlord is 55+ and talks only of efficiency of New Fridge-Freezer combo and need to ensure direct debit of rent payment. 

Feel writing style has been inspired by upcoming release of third Bridget Jones  novel, in which am told Mark Darcy is no-longer. Deep inhale..WTF. Irresponsible storytelling if I ever I saw it, to kill off the symbol, in which reasonably successful women worldwide pin their emotional stability. My god, prepare for an onslaught. Grocers ready the provisions (Diet Coke, Percy Pigs, Teaser Bars, Sweet & Salter M&S popcorn). Male convenience staff nationwide, refraine from Friday/Saturday evening purchasing commentary "So night in for one (looking down at tub of ice cream and share bag of M&Ms)...". I repeat, REFRAIN. 

On other hand, femanity may survive. One has potentially impressive occupation, excellent collection of handbags (thank you designer-aware parents), strong grasp of calorie content in Pret a Manger lunch options and stellar collection of appropriately hip pals. Phew. 

Note to self: Pre-9am moments of self-evaluation involuntarily lead to  increased heart rate, dull throbbing around the temples and most essentially interrupt reading of latest issue of Elle. Prognosis, best avoided.


Saturday, 13 April 2013


I have resurrected my blog to iterate a state of being. I am transfixed, consumed and somewhat absorbed. It seems something has quite literally appeared and knocked me for six, abolishing my usual cynical reserve in favour of a bashful state of admiration. 

The Big Black Book of house Esquire. Stark, dominant and alarmingly enigmatic. A sultry matt charcoal skin houses brash white typography, tangible embossed graphics and a reminiscent oxblood spine. Defined as 'The Style Manual For Successful Men', this text is evidently a work of wonder and great wisdom. Edited by man of the world, Alex Bilmes, the book is a refined compilation of culture, from fashion to art, design to travel. Behold the modern guide to greatness. Contributors include Damien Hirst, John Banville, Tobias Meyer and Gandalf himself, Sir Ian McKellen, composing a library of engaging and tenaciously accomplished essays, retrospectives and visuals. 

I have long been an advocate of intelligent pros and provocative imagery, I enjoy being entertained, educated and enlightened. Half-hearted floury editorial is not for me, I have neither the desire or the inclination to read about the latest faux-pas's from Britain's increasingly vulgar population of Z-list celebrities, or master this season’s hottest perspex-clad two-piece bathing suits. No I like manly clarity and honesty. Yes I am a girl, but does that mean I lack the mental capacity to value intelligent, candid works of language? And for the above, I read Esquire, GQ, Dazed & Confused, AnotherMan and now it seems, The Big Black Book. 

I heartily recommend pages 91-98, 'BB Notes and Essays'. My favourite being a particularly accurate assessment of the lacking style credentials of modern Hollywood, by Alan Fusser. While 'What I've learned by Ralph Lauren', captures the easy magnificence of the iconic man behind the polo (pages 68-69). Equally so, 'DOWNRIVER', featuring my favourite male model, Werner Schreyer is well worth a prolonged glance (pages 70-84). And finally conclude with a hauntingly beautiful Annie Leibovitz shot of a young Michael Jackson and accompanying anecdote from the director of Military Tailoring at Gieves & Hawkes, Savile Row. Excellent.

Esquire I salute you, what a glorious piece of publishing. 


p.s. Going forward I'm hoping to post on a more regular basis, probably with a heavy emphasis on art/fashion/music/film with a more editorial view, rather than OOTD posts, which admittedly make me feel like a bit of a lettuce! Obviously fashion and my style will still come into play, but I would really like to ramp up the journo element of Fashion Dictionary Kid. Hope that works for you guys. 

p.s.s Hello to the new GTC followers, THANK-YOU so much for following my blog, it's extremely generous and really lovely.

Saturday, 5 January 2013


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So here goes my first attempt at beauty blogging. From one who admits to knowing very little about make-up, hair & other general girlie paraphernalia, this blogger will attempt to create a fresher take on beauty commentary. Fake eyelashes, hair-extensions and gross stick-on nails will not feature, for this I do not apologise. Instead, I'll explain my daily make-up routine, talking through the products I've discovered, had recommended and the ones I swear by. I won't be analysing ingredients or referring to the latest high-tech trends, but I will be entirely honest and attempt to wade through all that intimidating jargon and nonsense I seem to see so much of. Basically this is everyday beauty for the everyday girl.  Right, let us proceed and people, try not to judge my efforts too harshly.

Firstly let's start with what happens pre-make-up, (I'm tempted to do a separate post concerning my skin routine, but that's for a later date) post-shower I use Liz Earle Skin Repair Moisturiser, for Normal/Combination skin. My use of the Liz Earle products are a result of my extremely savvy mother, having devoutly used the Cleanse, Tone & Polish system for years, the need for expert skin-care is something that was drilled into me from a young age. 

After moisturising, I apply Dior Diorskin Forever Fluid Foundation (1), £31.00, in the shade 010. This is the lightest shade in the range and match's the extremely pale colour of my complexion perfectly. After using cheaper foundations, both liquid and mouse, I've found the majority of shades that are designed to suit my skin colouring, tend to be too white, covering my face in one shade, instead of adapting to suit the area. A friend recommended Dior, after I complained my make-up seemed to just slide from my face just hours after application. The Dior range is relatively expensive, yet the products seem to have excellent staying power and embody the ethos, a little goes a long way. Forever is a liquid-based foundation, which I apply with a make-up brush, working from the centre of my face, outwards. The consistency is the perfect variation of fluid, yet not too runny to leave my skin wet, the end result is a dewy, yet blemish-masking coverage, which I continue to be extremely impressed with. Once my foundation has been applied, I use Dior Diorskin Nude Hydrating Concealer (2), £20.50, in the shade Ivory. Dark circles and puffy eyes are a daily beauty grumble of mine, lack of sleep and stressful days seem to take the tole, so a good concealer is an absolute must. I apply the non-cakey, fresh formula using a small concealer brush to the skin under my eye, using small, dabbing strokes. I like Diorskin Nude because it adapts from masking dark circles to covering blemishes and blotchy skin, something very few other concealers seem to master. Again, as with the foundation, a little goes a long way, meaning after almost 2 months of daily use, the 10ml tube remains relatively full. Oh how I do love pocket-friendly beauty.

Moving on to bronzer. I use Accessorize Pearl Sands with Love Baked Bronzer (3), £6.00, in the shade Metallic Bronze. Now before any hasty preconceptions are formed relating to the quality of this very high-street bronzer, I would like to make this quick statement, it's blooming brilliant. As mentioned I have really pale skin and while I don't require a powder to darken my skin, I think a healthy glow is essential. I like the split colour option of the product, one side being a brown-based iridescent shade, the other a lighten, rose-coloured shade. I use a soft-hair bronzer brush to lightly cover my face and neck, then highlight my cheekbones using the rose side of the compact.

Post-bronzer, I use Bobbi Brown Blush (4), £18.00, in the shade Pale Pink. Using a rounded short-haired brush, I apply the blusher to the apples of my cheek, while donning the most attractive of faces, I've been told gives a natural, yet girlish look. I'm not sure about this, but I don't mind the end result. I like the warm shade of the product and it's ability to pull me from rather frazzled and in need of 40 winks, to energized and English Rose-esque. While I tend to re-fresh my make-up at lunch, my blush is pretty slip-resistant, meaning constant application isn't necessary, also meaning a compact I bought in 2011 is still going strong. Win, Win.

On to the eyes, something I once heard referred to as 'the nipples of the face' (queue odd laugh, remember I told you this was a fresher take on beauty commentary). Firstly I apply a pale, beige iridescent shade of eye-shadow from Dior 5 Couleurs Lift Eyeshadow Palette (7), £41.00, to inner and lid of my eye. I use my finger to smudge and manipulate the shadow, also highlighting the arch underneath my brow. Again, I'm not a fan of heavy eye make-up, so I really like the natural, minimal shades in the Lifting Rose compact. Next, I use No7 Stay Perfect Amazing Eyes Pencil (8), £6.50, in Brown to line the inner-lids of my eyes. Having experimented with heavy black liners throughout my angst-ridden teens, I've found brown is most certainly my colour, perfect for defining, yet without the panda-eyes effect. I like the soft, smudge-able quality of the No7 Stay Perfect pencil and the resilient nature of it's staying power. Finally I recently discovered Dior New Look Multi-dimensional Mascara (10), £23.00, in Black, a gift from my lovely sister for Christmas. I also use MAC Haute & Naughty Lash (11), £17.50, in Black, which is a brilliant little mascara and extremely smudge-proof. Firstly, due to a super-clever rubber brush, Dior New look is amazing at separating and defining my lashes, without the heavy, clumpy look cheaper mascara's tend to have. I tend to apply several coats to both the top of lower lashes, building up layers until my lashes are long and distinctive. Since finding Dior New Look, I use MAC Haute & Naughty on a night when I want a more statement-worthy look. The brush splits into two, dividing into a large, volume-enhancing brush and a small, thin brush developed for the fiddly inner-lashes. Basically, I'm of the adamant belief investing in mascara is essential, as with heavy eye-liners, smudges of mascara residue is never a good look, something that almost goes hand-in-hand with cheaper products, so invest clever people, and buy Dior & MAC.

And finally, because honestly it feels like I have been writing for an age, demolishing the theory of my minimal approach to make-up, as minimal is surely defined in less than 100 words. Lips, because who can honestly abide crusty, un-smooch-worthy smackers. I like NYC Applelicious Glossy Lip Balm (6), £2.50, in Big Apple Red, which has the most amazing apple scent and ruby shine. I tend to carry this little beauty treasure around in my pocket, applying quite frequently throughout the day, partly to hydrate and partly because I adore the glorious fruity scent. I like the glossy, yet moisturising consistency of the NYC product, which has all the colour of a lipstick but the easy-application of a balm. I also use Revlon ColorBurst Lip Butter (5), £5.00, in Peach Parfait, which seems to be the elected rave-product of bloggers far and wide at the moment. Honestly I saw the impossibly pretty, Emma Stone, promoting the butters and felt a severe urge to purchase. Again I like the silky, balm-like consistency of the ColorBurst Lip Butters and the warm, dewy shades, which are shiny without being glittery, because honestly, who wants lips like a 70's glitter ball. So not retro cool.

Right, so that's my daily routine defined. What do we think? Was I innovative and super fresh? Or did I sound ridiculous and unworthy of my extremely costly university education? Let's pray not, because seriously my parents would freak. Peach out kidda's.


Tuesday, 1 January 2013


NYE 2012

So it's New Years Day, the 1st of January 2013. This means two things, I have been on this fair earth for almost 23 years and also, the world did not in fact end in 2012. Excellent news.

Happy New Year lovely people, did you have an adequately messy and eventful celebration? Was there shock couple-ings, drunken revelations and random nudity? No? Me neither, I went to the local, played 6 games of bingo and drank far too many £1.25 Vodka Diet Cokes. It was mega. Aside from the moment when it appeared obtaining a taxi was near-impossible and walking home was unavoidable. Fast-forward to my brisk march home and collapse fully-clothes into bed. Yes I live life on the edge. Now before brash judgments are formed, doubting my credibility to party like a G, because yes I can kick it, let me explain why I chose to stay local and pretty tame. I always spend NYE with my best pal, Michael, and after many failed NYE attempts at various hip drinking establishments in the West Yorkshire area, we came to the conclusion family, cheap and fast-following alcohol and un-pretentious  venues are the key. Long live the local Social Club.

I wore my new H&M boucle wool & leather dress with a pair of incredibly uncomfortable high black courts. I also took along my trusty Allsaints wool Military Trench coat and Mulberry Mitzy tote. I wore   my usual loose curls with the front sections of my hair clipped back behind my ears, I really like the chic, minimal quality of this style. I'm not a fan of fussy styles or accessories, so I tend to rely on plaits and Kirby grips to change-up my look.

Here are few shots from the night, yet again I got a little snap and Instagram happy. Follow me @ Lauren Lizzi Innes


Wednesday, 26 December 2012


Leather Jacket: Owain, Allsaints (similar here) - Jumper: Limited Edition Collection, Marks & Spencer (similar here) - Shirt: H&M Trend (similar here) - Jeans: Verne Ashby, Allsaints (here) - Boots: Hobo, Allsaints (similar here) - Bag: DKNY (similar here) - IPhone case: Marc Jacobs (similar here) 

This is Sunday's outfit, worn for shopping & gossiping in Manchester with my best pal, Miss Danielle Burkey. I took these pics while taking a break from sale browsing in Reiss, I think the mirrored room made for some pretty rad shots, uber fashion-cool. It was relatively mild and so I decided to wear my trusty Allsaints, Owain Leather Jacket with winter layers. My jumper is from the Limited Edition Collection at Marks & Spencer. I think I've mentioned it before to be honest, it was around £35 and is a gorgeous mix of soft wool yarns and weaves. I really like the dynamic of the over-size shirt underneath, it gives a cool preppy/androgynous vibe, which I am eternally seeking. Teamed with my Allsaints Verne Ashby's, which can be relied on to look adequately rock'n'roll when ever pulled from my wardrobe and my lace-up brogue boots, also Allsaints (of course). 

I love Manchester, it's such a cool, cosmopolitan city, brimming with culture and identity. Visiting Danielle is always a complete delight, since graduation and the departure from our university house, we try to talk at least every 2 weeks and meet-up whenever we can. Obviously as we're separated by the significant land mass that are the Pennines, hanging out isn't as easy as it once was. A 4 hour round-trip is significantly different from crossing the hallway and bursting into each-others rooms, but honestly it's a test of a great friendship. We treasure the time spent together and utter around 10 words per second. Speed talking is a talent developed over years of avoiding disapproving looks from Branding lecturers as they turned to the 100th slide in their presentation. I do not lie, branding is evidently a subject without exhaustible definition. We ate at The Alchemist, where the imagination quite literally runs wild, I mean my meal was delivered in a wire basket resembling a chicken, amazing. Definitely worth a visit for those of you in the vicinity.

Leather Jacket: Owain, Allsaints (similar here) - Grey Marl Boy Tee: Topshop (here) - Jeans: Jamie, Topshop (similar here) - Boots: Hessian, Allsaints (here) - Vintage Fur Collar - Vintage Wool Check Scarf (similar here) - Bag: Mitzy Tote, Mulberry (here)

This is today's selection for sale shopping with the Mother. Honestly I expected pandemonium when I stepped onto Briggate this morning, yet town (Leeds) seemed relatively quiet. With the exceptions of Topshop, which was brimming with kids in bottom-eating denim shorts, tights & Vans (seriously, this is NOT a winning look guys) and Office that resembled hell on earth, we had a pretty stress-free shopping experience. However I will admit, hot-spots such as Next and Zara were avoided like the plague, in the words of my fair Mother, "I would rather chew off my own arm than fight for a £10 saving on last seasons fashion". Today's task was to start assembling a work-wardrobe for my snazzy new job in Marketing... Yes, kids, I have a new job and I am in constant state of awe, wonder, shock and gratitude. On the 7th January 2012, I''ll be joining Savvy Marketing as an Account Executive and I am blooming ecstatic. Savvy is a truly amazing agency with some fantastic clients, so as you can imagine I'm eagerly awaiting my start, I will no doubt be mentioning my work in future posts, so watch out. On the apparel-front, I picked up a darling Topshop checked red kilt skirt, perfect with a Breton or Khaki shirt. The most amazing and bargainous Paul Smith Black Label tee from Harvey Nichols, a Boucle wool with Leather-trim dress from H&M and 2 pair of Marks & Spencer Autograph shoes, a pair of Blue Suede Chain-detail Courts and a pair of Blacked Fringed Leather Loafers. I also found a gorgeous Reiss Leather skirt on Ebay the other day which is winging it's way to me. I picture my work-wardrobe as a mix of slick tailoring, edgey designs and cool luxury basics, preferably paired with shoes I can walk in and dresses that don't starve my brain of oxygen and therefore promote free-thinking. That sounds about right, doesn't it?

Style wise, the only remarkable piece of today's look was my collar/scarf pairing. I recently saw a post where Lily of LLYMLRS layered a wool checked scarf underneath a coat for a different, yet toasty look and decided to give it ago. I also wore my brown Fur collar, which is a great shape and makes me free very Marianne Faithfull. I love the retro-hippy vibe Fur collars give and the fact you can style-up different pieces to create new looks without constantly having to reinvest in outerwear-real estate. Something so not my style.

Music today, comes from the idol that is Jarvis Cocker, a man who holds a special place in my heart. His ironic and endearing verses are terribly cynical and un-effectively cool and I'm a sucker for his monotone vocals. I Never Said I Was Deep, is taken from the 2009 album, Further Complications. Seriously buy it now clever people, it's cultural gold.

Jarvis Cocker - I Never Said I Was Deep, Further Complications (2009) 


Tuesday, 25 December 2012


 Coat: Alpha, Allsaints (similar here) - Bag: Mitzy Tote, Mulberry (here) - Boots: Hessian, Allsaints (here)

That's my sister

Merry Christmas you lovely people, may the season bring you lashings of festive cheer.

So currently stuffed like a Christmas bird, prone to nodding off and surveying my bounty of delights. Santa was good to me this year indeed. A shiny new Mulberry Mitzy tote, Harvey Nichols vouchers, fashion literature, a years supply of Sherbet Lemons and boat-loads of socks and knickers.

Today I was tasked with cooking the Christmas dinner, something you will not be surprised, that was met with much cynicism. The family doubted my abilities, well foolish people, now you sit contentedly full and beaming with admiration, yes my garlic and mustard roast potatoes were a revelation and yes, you may continue with your praise. Check out my efforts. The pudding was an indulgence from M&S, 14 fine pounds that beauty cost me and wasn't it pretty. Now I hate to confess, after the 4th mouthful I had to retire from the field and admit defeat, just too rich and alcohol-sodden. I know what you're thinking, amateur, and you're right. I am so ashamed.

I plan to spend the rest of the evening sampling the televisonal-delights pre-set in our Sky+ box. Doctor Who was outstanding, Matt Smith you are not my favourite Doctor, but you will do nonetheless. Now currently watching Call the Midwife, which will be followed by the Downton Christmas special, jolly good fun.

As you can see, I thought myself a modern-day Bailey today, with my hourly updates on Instagram, you can follow my thrilling antics @laurenlizziinnes

Today's musical offerings comes from Frankie Goes To Hollywood. Firstly I would like to state my appreciation of the original track. The new version is undoubtedly hauntingly-beautiful, but for me Frankie knows best.
Frankie Goes To Hollywood - The Power of Love (1984)


Friday, 14 December 2012


This evening I'm hitting the flicks with the papa, we are of course going to The Hobbit. A film I have eagerly anticipated since the final scenes of The Return of the King, when my papa cheerfully informed me, Peter Jackson (Director) planned to start work almost immediately on the prequel. That would of course turn out to be a slightly optimistic take on the situation, but here we are December 2012 and I am giddy like Gollum with the one true ring (not the first time I've uttered those words today)


And now, I realise this blog has been somewhat devoid of Christmas themed cheer, content and appropriate goodies, well let me apologise, but say, I do have a suitable plan in mind. As I'm close to 50 followers (how did this happen?) and haven't yet suitably rewarded my loyal readers, during January I'll be launching a rather cool giveaway. Now the semantics are still to be ironed out, but bear with me kids, because good things come to those who wait. 

In the meantime, check out the gorgeously animated Burberry digital Christmas card, titled A Festive Night at Burberry 121 Regent Street. Super magical, Bailey you prince.

While on the subjects of that fine British institution that is Burberry, I recently came across the Burberry Acoustic sessions (here) which showcase up-coming British musicians performing against the back-drops of their hometown country-scapes. Check out the likes of Jake Bugg, Josh Beech & The Johns and The Heartbreaks demonstrating just why we require a 'Great' before Britain. I've selected The Heartbreaks performing Delay Delay on the rather damp shores of Morecambe Beach, partly because I rather adore the track and partly because the leader singer has a pretty epic bowl-cut.

The Heartbreaks - Delay Delay (Burberry Acoustic) 2011