Thursday, 13 January 2011
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
I remember about three years ago I was having dinner with a good friend of mine who is the biggest music fan and he kept going on about some bloke called Ed Sheeran. I got a good 30 minute ear battering about how talented Ed was and how he was the next big thing (whilst I was trying to eat a beautifully cooked piece of black cod- grrrr). Curious (and believing it was all just hype), I later took to Youtube and google to find out more about him. The first track I heard was You Need Me I Don't Need You. And that was all it took- I was hooked, his music was as addictive as crystal meth(stay away from drugs kids). Listening to one track led to another and another. This guy played the guitar, beat boxed, sang with a crazy amount of soul, wrote his own lyrics and it was impossible to place him in one genre- Ed had soul, indie, hip hop, funk, folk and even reggae influences. He was like some kinda music superhero! Plus he had red hair(I'm a sucker for a ginger fella) and was only a diddy 16 yr old who had moved from his home county of North Yorkshire to London on his lonesome to hone his craft (awww).
Now 19, Ed's paid his dues and made a name for himself. He'd put out a few EP's and albums already(the first in '05), gigged extensively (including a tour with Example), built up a stellar underground following and was ready to put out another EP and make some serious moolah. But labels were not happy to fund the project so he went off and did it himself. And boy has the gamble paid cos the EP called No 5 Collaborations which was released this Monday is already No2 in the iTunes chart-surpassed only by Rihanna (who has Jay Z, the whole world and a super tight 360 record deal behind her).
Ahhhh, I love a happy ending. The little guy refuted the big corporations advice and won- beautiful stuff.
Check out my fav Ed track above The City, its a stunning track! Then log on to http://www.edsheeran.com/ and cop his hot album! It only costs 5 squids and No 5 Collaborations features 10 of the hottest UK mc's
Monday, 10 January 2011
I blogged about this dope/ banana's/ insanely talented young songstress last year! Check out her pipes on this cover of Rihanna's Only Girl In The World- she kills it. Watch out now Ri Ri....
Sunday, 9 January 2011
POW! Goldenballs hits it in the net again and good old (Posh)Spice is up the duff once more! They announced the news via Facebook (natch) and are now the purveyors of the biggest celeb news story for 2011 so far. How do they do it? Goal scoring, selling perfumes, endorsing all kindsa ish, giving good face, FIERCE design lines, partying with the Cruises and the Smiths- phew. I salute this couple for finding the time to rock the boat and make a fourth addition to their troupe of children. Especially as Victoria said last year the couple had no plans to expand the brand. Maybe they wanted to give that elusive baby girl one last shot?
So many questions...Can David get away with long bangs in the delivery room? Elton or Obama for Godfather? Can Posh push this time? Will they finally get a girl? Will they christen the new baby Manhattan? Or pay homage to LA and call the bambino Beverly or Rodeo (as in Drive not yee haa!) Maybe Spur- after all Becks is set to come back to the UK and play for Tottenham. Answers on a postcard...
Friday, 7 January 2011
Ooh, there's nothing better than a shoe that makes you moan...enter these Versace lace up leather platform boot-esque sandals, definitely providers of ample pleasure. Every inch of material seductively whispers I'm impractical, I'm sexy, I'm hot.
I would definitely rock these with a super basic shift or t shirt style dress. With footwear this intense you need to let them do the talking and keep everything else simple.
An amped up statement piece that would add fashion points to any wardrobe but at £890 a pop from netaporter they ain't cheap...
This was a credit card moment brought to you by Bella. Xx
Thursday, 6 January 2011
Check out these fashionable lovelies I've spotted recently for a bit of style inspiration....
Get Sexy, Get Vintage
I bumped into the gawjus Georgia LA from SBTV at the Jingle Bell Ball. Ms LA is working her fur jacket for the winter season to a T. She picked up this furlicious vintage piece from Portobello Road, it definitely pays to work your style angle off the beaten track!
I'm the biggest fan of colour and beautiful brights ain't just for shining in the summer. Work out your look with a little colour pop. Love how this girl rocked a yellow silk turban with an all black ensemble. The turban was another vintage find and this fashion acolyte scored it all the way from Sweden!
Bring The Drama!
These ladies are sick and sexy-fied! I heart comedienne Miss London's sultry red lip and LGN Events CEO and fashion doyenne Yolande Letshou's dramatic looooong braids...
Feeling this fabulous stylist to Shingaii from the Noisettes. The blue jacket makes a statement without saying a word
Models backstage at a show working super sexy draping and blue hues. Winters a great time to play with different volume's, layering and draping.
Carrying on the blue and blond theme check out this fashionista's fab blond pixie crop and blue nails...
How cute is this mother and daughter team! I met them at my fav cafe, Patissierre Valerie in Covent Garden. Mama owns the lingerie boutique Apartment C in Marylebone. Loving little Miss and her ditzy floral print jacket!
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
I've got high quality passion for Skepta's Mike Lowery tune. First of all the fact that Skepta had the effrontery to call this track Mike Lowery makes my heart rate increase (Martin Lawrence's character from Bad Boys- geddit?) Second of all I love the fact that he is taking the piss out of faceless sheeple who swallow gallons of haterade and diss his success. Lastly the video with its twisted Saw-esque imagery is compulsively captivating.
Generally I have an affection for Skepta (obvs).
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
*Cough, splutter, sneeze* I bring you this blog post live from my sick bed. Feel sorry for me, I've had the flu for ages. Anywho, whilst flu riddled I've been indulging in my latest habit- Teen Mom! This MTV US show follows the lives of 4 little ladies who popped out sprogs when they should have been planning proms and picking out what Colleges to go to. My favourite teen mom is Amber Portwood. She's a fiery loose cannon, who is bringing up her daughter Leah beautifully *cough* and has an on/ off, somewhat volatile relationship with her baby daddy Gary. But nothing prepared me for the shocker in the latest ep I watched. Amber sucker punched Gary, slapped him upside the head and then throttled him- Oh-er. She was promptly arrested and charged for assault and battery. Miss Portwood claimed that MTV incited her Rocky Balboa behaviour. I wouldn't be surprised if a caffeine amped producer whispered in her shell "Amber if Gary pisses you off let him have it!" "Are you sho'?" Amber would've replied in her Southern tones. Said producer would flash her contract with its 6 figure salary (yeep these teen moms get paid a heap), and Miss P would've had her pimp hand geared up quicker than you could say "I'm Rick James bitch." Sad times. Amber's out of the pen now. And I only hope these fat cat producers make sure that she gets some decent rehabilitation before she ends up losing little Leah to the social system because she's seen as to aggressive and a potential risk to her daughter.
Monday, 6 December 2010
So as a journo I often decamp to gigs, premiere's and award shows to interview singers, rappers, actors and celebs. And it never fazes me. I sat across from Trey Songz whilst he's been biting his lip, The Wanted called me sexy, I've been the judge for a male modelling comp, holed up in a small room with them whilst they paraded about in their boxers and six packs. I won't go on but you get my drift, whenever man candy is around me I am absolutely unfazed. But I must confess meeting Danny O'Donoghue from The Script last night rocked my world. I was covering the Capital FM Jingle Bell Ball and had just finished chatting to Cee Lo (who is super cool) when the boys from the hottest Irish band du jour walked out. I felt like a deer in the headlights/ a moth to the flame/ rooted to the spot and a million other contradictory corny old sayings when I saw him. I can't remember what I said to him or his answers but I do remember his eye's piercing through me and burning his name across my soul. Hubba hubba, Danny is ridiculously hot and he's got that special type of sexitude that you can't put your finger on. I am crushing on him to the nth degree. Enough said.