Saturday, 27 February 2010

Scouse As You Like.

So for a while now, I've been thinking about writing a "book" on Scouse fashion.

I don't think I've got the capability to construct and compose an entire "book", so it might have to be something along the lines of an amalgamation of musings or a memoir.

However I don't know if it's fitting to writing a memoir on how Scousers dress; It seems too much of a romantic term, no?

Anyway, I've not made a huge amount of progress, nor have I done a huge amount of research, just a few detailed-ish scribbles about different Scouse style tribes.

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NB.

I've not included Students, Goths and Emos in the following lists of style tribes because of the following reasons:

i - I think you can tell a none-Scouse student in Liverpool a mile off, and every other Scouse student can be put into a category. 

ii - I like Goths, don't get me wrong, I've got a lot of respect for them; they take a lot of shit from people, but I don't think my brain has the strength to go digging into why male Goths grow their hair long and listen to Alice in Chains.

ii.1 Also, I think there is quite a lot documented about the New Romantic Goths from the early 1980s, which is almost a good decade before I was born, so I'm in no place to comment there. 

iii I wouldn't write about Emos in the "book" 

iii.1 Because you get Emos in every city and their style doesn't tend to differ according to their area code

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iii.2 Because I haven't really got the time for them.  
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I've tried to separate and divide correctly, and so far have come up with the following terms:

Boys
Scals
Old School/Classic Scouse
Indie Kids
Bold Street Heads
Old Money and
New Money

Girls
Wags
Wannabe Wags
Scallies
Indie Chicks
Old Money

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Thinking about it, writing these lists is almost like devising a hierarchy of power, because on the streets of Liverpool, in my eyes, Scals are the ones to be afraid of.

Ergo, in the boys list, they are at the top. 

The same goes for the Girls list; Wags are the cream of the crop, and somewhere inside me, deep down, maybe even deepdeepdeep down, I'd love to have certain credentials that Wags possess.

It doesn't mean they are better than the rest, it's just how hierarchies go, innit. 

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I know of a few books on Liverpool lads' fashions, mainly taking us back to the late '70s where the fellas used to bring trainees back from Germany on the snide - which in my, (and I am presuming, many other people's) opinion, is where Liverpool's fascination with footwear originally stems from, so it's not like this stuff hasn't been written about before, but I think I'm just exploring the female side of things, even though I think I find menswear a bit more stimulating than womenswear

The thing is with writing about boys' fashion is that because I am obviously not a boy, I might not be given respect and because a lot of my male friends are proper, like, proper trainer heads, I definitely haven't got the power to write about it so I might have to list in a couple of male ghost writers, or nom-de-plumes to help me out.  

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I don't know how much further to take this post. 

My head is buzzing with ideas, and I'd love to write a chapter on each tribe, but I just haven't got the time at the moment, and don't know if the Blog is the right platform to put it out there on. 

You know what, maybe I will try and do a chapter a week on each tribe. 

Fingers crossed, nobody copies off me.

Not that I'm bigging myself up thinking that people will copy off me. 

Yegetme.  

If anybody has any ideas to put forward to me, hit me up at laurenjanemcbride@gmail.com - I would love to hear from you. 

Have a boss weekend. 


P.S It is well known that Scouse girls get a lot of bad press about their appearance, so I am going to ask that before I write that chapter, please refrain from slating them, and the rest of this post actually. 

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Thursday, 25 February 2010

Sports Luxe/Laggard.

I am seriously considering whipping out a pair of black Nike joggers with cuffed ankles and gold detailing, pairing them with my Topshop Aggy Black Suede boots, a slim fit combed cotton white t-shirt, the Wang bag and lots of ghetto gold.

I've been tempted to do something like this for quite a while but just don't think I could pull it off.

I'm pretty sure Lily Allen did something like this, circa 2007, so I'm not really keeping up with the times.

We learn about the Diffusion of Innovation theory in university, which is basically about how quickly different people get onto things.

So we have the following categories:
Innovators,
Early Adopters,
Early Majority,
Late Majority and
Laggards.

I shit you not, but a fairly embarrassingly substantial amount of the time I'm a laggard.

"Individuals in this category are the last to adopt an innovation."


However, maybe this heels/joggers isn't an innovation many people are willing to invest their time into.

For example,

I've only just let Florence and the Machine into my life.

Not pure, going-to-see-her-in-concert into my life, but like, actually looked at her music videos on YouTube.

How long has she been around? 18/24 months? Eek.

What a laggard. 

I think I'm the one who is just not willing to invest my time into certain things if I don't see something making a promise to me.

Hmm.

I'd like to think for a little part of the time I'm an Early Adopter but I'm defo not cool enough to class myself as an Innovator.

Ah well. It's nearly Friday. Battle through and it will be the weekend before you know it.

Boom.

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Wednesday, 17 February 2010

Tuesday, 16 February 2010

Hmmph.

I went to do a post dedicating my love to Alexander Wang through the power of imagery, but as my flickr was loading up, I went on Tavi's Blog, and it is just so... boss.

Now everything I planned on doing would be comparable to the effort she made pressing "Publish Post."

I.E a lot of effort for me, tiny effort for her.

Hmmph.


WANGBOOTS,BAG&SWEATER.


P.S You have to imagine it with a tan, plus black rope bracelets walking down Bedford Avenue in the sun, yah?

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Friday, 12 February 2010

Shop Pulse - Christian Louboutin Barbie Giveaway!

Happy Friday Guys!

This is a bit of a last minute post but I've just had an email from Alice at Shop Pulse telling me about an amazing giveaway that ends at midnight, so for all you chicks like me, laying low on a Friday night, get entering this competition.

Basically all you have to do is become a Fan of Shop Pulse on Facebook and you will be entered into the draw to win a Christian Louboutin Barbie



So just join the Facebook here and good luck!

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RIP McQ



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Thursday, 11 February 2010

Empire State of Mind







P.S Sorry for the predictable post name. Let's be honest; it was inevitable.
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Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Little Saint Bride Wednesday Catch Up

Hi Guys,

Hope you are all good in the hood?

I just thought I'd actually put some form of elongated text in my Blog, rather than using simple anecdotal  sentences to partially sum up posts.

Last week I returned from an unbelievable, yet chilly (-9c to be exact), seven days in New York, where I stayed at the Hudson Hotel in the Upper West Side.

You know what I loved the most about being there?


Being there. 


There were two days that really stand out in my memory as being the highlights of my week.

My BFF of 19 years, Erin, had an interview at a modelling agency one morning, so I chaperoned her to the agency, then took the subway downtown to round by Bleecker, Prince, Mulberry and Bond Street.

I literally just walked round, sat on benches, drank coffee, and just watched people go on with their day.

It might have been cold, but the sun kept shining, which in my eyes makes for really beautiful weather.

The main highlight of the whole trip for me was the day I spent in Brooklyn on my own.

I knew I would regret it if I didn't go to Brooklyn, so I got on the L Train at 14th Street and got off at Bedford Avenue, and again, drank coffee, walked round and took photographs (see the posts below.)

The night before I went to Brooklyn it had been snowing, and since I arrived pretty early in the morning, a lot of the snow was untouched, and looked just amazing.

I also got a new tattoo while I was there which is quite exciting.

Remember in the Summer I told you the love of my life, my dog Ash died?

Well a few weeks earlier I had seen the words ash is loved spray painted on a wall in Liverpool, and I was just like, I have to get that as a tattoo!

So when in Brooklyn, do as the Br... Only messing.

So I got ash is loved on my right rib. It's so tiny; I'd say, an inch and a half and it's by far my favourite tattoo of mine as yet.

I bought quite a few lovely things while I was there, including the Alexander Wang Donna Hobo which is sick.

I also managed to spend about $150 in Juicy Couture. If you are ever wondering what the name of my Blog means, well that's it right there; me buying into Juicy - that is Ironic Fashion.

I will try and put some more photos up soon. I just got a nasty little message from Flickr saying that I had reached my upload limit for the month. Maybe I will have to coax my Photobucket account back to life.

For now, I think that this post is long enough.

I will leave you with a pretty wall which unsurprisingly caught my little eyes in Brooklyn.


Have a great week guys.

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Brooklyn Pt. II




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Sunday, 7 February 2010

La Piss de la Resistance.

Oh no I didn't...


Oh yes I did..
Alexander Wang Donna Hobo Bag

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Thursday, 4 February 2010

En Plus..





P.S Look at the small print around the american apparel advert. 
P.P.S Imagine if that was in the Liverpool Echo. Smackheads Unite.

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New York I






P.S Sorry these aren't overly ironic, and come to think of it, nor are they overly fashionable.
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