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


Sunday, 9 December 2012


Jacket: Owain, Allsaints (similar here) - Khaki Shirt: New Look (here) - Jeans: Jamie, Topshop (here) - Boots: Bonny Cuban, Allsaints (here) - Bag: Bayswater, Mulberry (similar here) - Scarf: Primark

What a delightful day of shopping, label discovery & supremely enjoyable family time. Bright and early this morning I set off for Leeds with the mother and papa. Aims included indulging my papa in his favourite pastime of brogue & Belstaff acquisition, attempting to interpret the mothers mixed signals and therefore secure her a stella Christmas present from her beloved and generally enjoy each others company. We've been so busy of late it's rare to find a Sunday where we can be together and just hang. My parents are hilarious and so informed and intelligent, I treasure time spent together. Avoiding all Walton-esque cliches, my papa is nothing if not infectiously cynical, but today we seemed to whizz from shop to pub, to shop, laughing, admiring and generally having a jolly good time. 

Dear lord I sound very humanitarian in the above paragraph, slightly unsettling. Disregard it and hope never to encounter soft, humble Lauren again. If this were a video I would flash scenes of bitch fights, mean girls & shivering puppies before continuing with the post, subliminally restoring the balance.

Pretty Green, Leeds

As initially referenced my papa is somewhat of a connoisseur of premium brands. Unlike many Yorkshiremen his age, he's fully versed in the likes of Belstaff, Church's & Joseph Cheaney. I think I get my love of labels from him, his enjoyment and passion for apparel is adorable and something we've spent eons discussing, exploring and indulging. It is however something of a sticking point when he waltzers down to the local, kitted out in his new Alexander McQueen trainers and his pals fail to notice to pristine electric blue leather and shiny metal logo. I tell him not to be disheartened, the men of our village aren't known for their knowledge of luxury designer brands. 

I'm a huge fan of the Pretty Green label (founded by Manc front-man, Liam Gallagher), the Paul Weller collaboration of SS11 was genius and the brand continues to embody cool, retro modernity as it's finest. The Leeds store opened a few months ago and seems to be thriving, housed in the innately grand Victoria Quater, the store is decorated in a mix of heritage and theatrical magic. Leather lazyboys sit directly beneath glittering candelabras, while huge baroque mirrors and indulgent portraits of Gallagher himself grace the Paisley-printed walls. It's very cool and terribly rock'n'roll. I found myself inducting the papa into the world of Green today, ushering him through the door into a world of melodic, fine fashion. He instantly fell for the place, dashing around like a kid in a very large, very impressive sweet shop. The staff were amazing and added to the original vibe of the store, schooling us  on the inspiration behind the brand and what's set to come with the SS13 collection. Needless to say my papa invested and will no doubt be returning to establish his regular-shopper-status, he's a sucker for shops where the staff know his name and welcome him back with open arms. This may be the reason his wardrobe is bulging with Belstaff & Penguin buys from Accent, home to some of the most passionate sales guys in Leeds. 

We also took an indulgent turn round Church's, in my opinion the finest brogue-makers on this fair, green Earth. We've been searching for a pair of Goodyear Welted, Oxblood brogues for while and Church's seem to dominate the field. I found the most amazing burnt tan pair with an equally impressive price-tag of £1200, which I'm not sure I could allow my papa to leave the house in, let alone wear round the village pubs on a Friday night. So beautiful and so blooming expensive. I can dream. 

Today's ensemble was dominated by the lovely printed cotton scarf I scored from Primark for a ridiculously, bargainous price of £3 and while it's unlike it will win any prizes for warmth insulation or wind-withstand-ability, the striped, jungle-esque print is extremely pleasing and quite statement-capable. I wore my new Allsaints Bonny Cuban boots again because quite frankly they haven't left my feet since Wednesday and I love them lots. Other items you are no doubt already acquainted with, my vintage Allsaints Owain jacket & conker Bayswater, I promise to switch it up a bit in the coming posts, may even don a dress, wooahhh, calm down, shocking I know. Almost as shocking as the fact I am apparently now eligible to start re-paying my student loan, yes like I said, almost as shocking. 

Today's selection comes from Irish rocker, Van Morrison, a relic of my childhood. I've been listening to Morrison's gravelly tones since I was in the cradle and my papa was in severe need of escape from my apparent incessant crying, I'm told the minute 'Wild Night' hit my ears, calm and peace were restored. Enjoy.

Van Morrison - Wild Night (1971)


Thursday, 6 December 2012


 Jacket: Owain, Allsaints (similar here) - Camo Jacket: Primark - Breton: H&M (similar here) - Jeans: Jamie, Topshop (here) - Boots: Bonny Cuban, Allsaints (here) - Bag: Bayswater, Mulberry (similar here)

I'll keep this brief, check the hell out of my new Allsaints AW12 Bonny Cuban Boots. A-MAZING. Having already scored the Hessian boots earlier in the season and ardently admired the Bonny, I finally relented on Wednesday and succumb to sweet purchasing-seduction. Best purchase I've made all year, I mean it... well maybe aside from the delightful Mulberry Mitzy tote of last week, just 19 days until I get my hands on that bad-boy!

Oh I do love Christmas, ho, ho, ho.

Music today courtesy of The Black Keys, a vintage selection from their 2002 album, The Big Come Up. Enjoy.

The Black Keys - I'll be your man (2002)


Saturday, 1 December 2012


 The bell-adorned bag all Mulberry purchases are presented in. SO CHRISTMASSY & SPECIAL
Mulberry Mitzy Tote, Black Pebble

At approximately 1.35pm this afternoon I entered a shop, grabbed myself an inanimate object, threw my debit card at a charming sales assistant, then continued to loudly exclaim my amaze, shock and awe at the transaction I had found myself completing. Shortly after 1.35pm this afternoon I looked at my receipt (presented in a sumptuous matt brown envelope) and congratulated myself on a job well done.

Today I purchased a Mulberry Mitzy Tote in Black Pebble for the fair price of £379. First seen in the A/W 10 collection and priced accordingly, I instantly fell for the sleek lines, delicious pebbled skin and rich golden fittings. My dear friend and university companion Miss Burkey, scored the tan version from her lovely parents while we were in our second year at uni and admittedly I admired. Now we have matching totes I fully expect an invitation for a day of fun, food and undoubtedly cheese-y staged photographs on the cool streets of Manchester. Ya' listening Burkey?

Now let's talk semantics. My bag is a past season style, therefore not available in Mulberry stores and concessions. However from time to time one hears of such places of wonder, magic and intrigue, I am of course speaking about designer Outlet stores. Once the home of seasonal rejects, dreadful safe-styles and items too crazy even GAGA aint' buying. Now places well worth the mission (I call it a mission, because braving York in manic Saturday human traffic is no mean feat), the Mulberry Outlet store situated on York's charming Swinegate is a bag-lovers must. I mean it's just AMAZING, ASTOUNDING and BLOOMING BRILLIANT. Where else could you expect to find Alexa's, Bayswater's, Hobo's & Tillie's for up to 50% off? Seriously guys, places like these are few and far between and should be worshiped as pillars of fashion religion and state. Now run, run fast, bargains are to be had.

You'll find yourself plotting and planning journeys to the holy relic that is the York Mulberry Outlet, because ultimately fashion people like bargains. This is mainly because we spend our lives living on super-noddles and salad, to compensate for the outrageous purchases we impulsively charged to our (we shouldn't have it, but we do) credit card. Mark my words, fashion people seek bargains like they seek rare copies of Russian Vogue, also similar to the way they seek 4 rolls of sub-standard toilet paper for 99p. Just saying.

I recently heard this band while watching "Young Adult" (2011), a pretty uneventful comedy starring Charlize Theron. Let's skip the film review, because quite frankly it was pretty dire (apologies Charlize). Anyway here's "Teenage Fanclub" (1991) by The Concept. I quite like it, very 90's teenage-kicks stylee, undoubtedly uber nostalgic.

The Concept - Teenage Fanclub (1991)