Sunday, 22 February 2009

BFC LFW





London is unfortunate in that it's homegrown talent gets sucked away into Europe or the US. At London Fashion Week there are catwalk (runway) shows at the Natural History Museum (3/day; the better ones are at other venues) and there also is a trade show at the same site for smaller designer's collections. To me it is a great concept giving small designers the chance to 'show' at LFW. In NY we have a separate trade show after fashion week called Coterie, about two weeks after the runway shows. Though there are millions of runway shows in NYC, enough that attending a sales show on top of it would really bowl fashion editors and buyers over, its nice that the smaller people have a chance to interact with the press and show their wears. Topshop sponsers a 'NexGen' area in the show where selected designers have big built out booths plus their own runway show the last day of LFW. Which again is great-- as long as they don't move to Paris after the season's over.
The most exciting part for me is Esthetica, the ethical fashion section of the sales show that is gaining momentum. It was great to talk to green bloggies/ and fashion editors/ green stylists/ green boutique owners/ and of course other designers. Nothing like it to take the temperature of ther ethical fashion movement. All were very nice and open about what they are doing, how they are working, and what groups they are supporting. Smart fashion- that is what I like to see! . Anyhow- here's the runway schedule and styles from 'Minna' the ethical designer I've been consulting/working with this season. 

Monday, 16 February 2009

British Obesession #1


The first in a series of British obsessions. Just by turning on the TV its is hard not to become aware of the latest British obsessions #2 Food and #3 Homes. #1 is a slightly new obsession that can be applied to Food and Homes, but is such a force it has it's own blog entry. 

Obsession #1: Living off the Land
From weaving baskets to growing your own pigs and slaughtering them this is the new British dream. You can learn how to make home made lip balm on BBC's 'Victorian Farm'. Read Hugh Fearnley Whitingstall's River Cottage Cookbook in order to butcher and cook up your very own Ol' Bess. My question is when do you go into the office? For those with 9-5 jobs you can go to The Yarner Trust in Devon at the weekend and take a course in 'traditional soapmaking' , 'backyard poultry', or 'wattling hurdles' (making fence for livestock). This isn't for farmers, its for you and me. Getting back to basics sounds like a b*tch to me!

A little leftover love!


Saw this Love Wall in Islington last night. Great idea, this couple was looking for a pen.

Monday, 9 February 2009

Wrapping up...






Drove through Blackpool the next day to see 'Blackpool Tower' built in 1894, at only 518 feet it's only half the size of its French rival the Eiffel. Next stop Samlesbury Hall near Preston. My husbands family rented this 14C. manor house in 1830 when the family was in the coal business. Now mainly a wedding venue the Tudor exterior is nothing compared to the intricate wood carvings decorating the walls, ceilings, even banisters inside. Interestingly the house, when built must have had Catholic residents that hid their priest in the 'priest's hole' just above the chapel to keep him safe from the Protestants. Drove through some local towns where these same relatives owned some land, and may still- when is that 999yr lease up again? (subject of a future blog). 
Stopped by a friend of my husbands house for lunch and walked around one of the reservoirs next door. Apparently an entire village was demolished to make room for these huge water stores. Ruins of this town still remain. If we had more time we wanted to go hunting for ghost towns in the North, a by product of the industrial boom and subsequent collapse. This was as close as we got. 
The best curry in the UK? London? Think again- Bradford. There were about 20 in this town from the list of 'best curry houses in the UK' to choose from. We settled on one, Mumtaz. This place is an institution. Dine on their delicious food, buy on of their logo purses, or prepared foods, how about a hamper of chutneys, curry baby food?, what about pan (a digestf). You can even have a full Pakistani or Indian wedding here. Food was delicious but maybe next time we'll pick another one with a little less bling.
Stayed in Leeds, just a half and hour away. It is a big city with lots of shopping malls, and a nightlife that doesn't stop. They also have 4 star hotels, that are cheap especially on lastminute.com!! We realized this really is the place to be when we discovered the 'Alcolizer' a coin operated breathalyzer in the parking garage. Some cab company should advertise right next to this thing- great money making scheme. Stopped in Harrogate because we spotted a really neat old tea room, 'Betty's'. Soon we discovered that this too was an institution, but a delicious one. My first Yorkshire Cream tea of the trip. I thought it was tea with clotted cream in it but its actually just tea with scones and clotted cream to put on top. Once it arrived I had a flashback to having tea the first time I was in London with my family as a youngster. Delicious! 
We had quickly stopped at a ruined Abby earlier in the drive. Where locals had turned the remains of the looted Abby into a house. But Fountains Abby was really beautiful. With few tourists willing to face the snow and ice we practically had the remains to ourselves. This was one of the biggest Cistercian Abby's in the UK which was ultimately destroyed by Henry VIII in the Dissolution.
Drove on up into the Yorkshire Moors- slightly less impressive covered in snow and stopped at an old pub in the middle of the National Park at Hutton le Hole for a pint. Out of the Moors we quickly rounded the harbour at Whitby, Captain James Cook's hometown and got some pictures of the ruined Whitby Abby on the hill above. By dark we made it to another of our friends homes where we would stay the next two evenings. 
Next day took it easy walking around Malton, the local town and saw where the animal auctions are in the summertime. Zipped up to Castle Howard and met our friends neighbor the local vicar for drinks- funny guy! 
Our final day we drove up to Brodsworth Hall only to find the grounds were closed due to ice. So we snuck over a couple fences to see this house that my husband used to frequent as a kid. "Wow it looks so small now"  he said. Isn't that always the way.
Returned the rental car and wandered around York for a couple of hours. Had 'Sunday Roast' a tradition in the UK, usually either lamb or meat with veg, potatoes, and Yorkshire pudding ( a similar food would be a popover). Our last site was the National Railway Museum, I didn't think I would like this at all but it was really cool. Wish I could have taken my dad along, he would have loved it everything from the trains themselves to station benches, vintage menus, and ticket stubs. Our bus was broken down so we got an hour luxury taxi ride to the next bus stop and rode five more hours to Victoria Station. 
Great time, now back to work....

(pix: Robin Reliant 3 Wheeled Car, (a replica of) The Rocket Engine at York Na. Railway Museum, Samlesbury Hall, Rievaulx Abby, Blackpool Tower)

Thursday, 5 February 2009

...more pix






Pix (Wobbly house Stratford Upon Avon; Tudor Wells, Roman bath in Bath; Welsh hills)

Cornwall to Blackpool






Slept on the north coast of Cornwall. In between the surfing village of Newquay and the fishing village of Padstow. Had local 'kippers' (smoked fish) and toast for breakfast. Drove to Rock to look at the coast and swing by the award winning Rock Bakery for its Cornish pasties. Forgot it was Sunday and everything is closed, especially at this time of year. Drove along the coast to Polzeath another coastal vacationing and surfing town. My husbands step mom has a vacation home here- definitely taking her up on any offers after our visit! Up to Tintagel to see the Old Post Office and the medieval castle on a rock overlooking the sea- the site (supposedly) of King Arthur's round table.  Grabbed a pastie as big as our heads and kept rolling up the coastal 'Atlantic Highway'. Stopped at Clovelly the steepest village in England. No cars can make it up the steep cobblestone paths so small 4x4s drag up and down supplies on sleds. I'm sure in the summertime it is really touristy here, but at this time of year it's cold, half price, and full of locals. Went through Exmoor National Park. Beautiful grasslands and rolling hills. One of our favorite parts of the trip, the 'storm light' that shown down the hills and valley was so amazing- Ive never seen anything like it. Side tracked to the fishing village of Pols Weir. Decided to take one of the few remaining toll roads down to the town. At the end of the road was a really cool thatch roof toll house. I expected a hunchback man to come out and demand a bunch of money. But the sign said to put a pound in the slot in the door and close the gate behind us- fair enough. On the way to the 'motorway' to Bristol there were tons of old stone farmhouses. Ate Caribbean and went to a pub in the Montpellier area of Bristol, then headed to our friends who were just arriving from London. 
The next day on the drive to Cheddar Gorge- where cheddar was born- it began to snow, forcing the freaked out Brits to pull over to the sides of the roads. Great thing for me, trained on the snowy roads of Minneapolis these driving conditions are second nature to me. On the radio we heard about school closings, bus and train delays, and the influx of emergency phone calls mainly from those who slipped or had snowballs thrown at them. P*ssies!! After Cheddar we drove on to Wells to see the 13C cathedral and cloisters. Really cool stuff- the highlight being the Medieval main street dating from 1381, the most complete street of its kind in Europe. Really looked like a movie set. On to Bath, where poked our noses into the roam bathes, yes we did take a sip of its 'healing waters'- tasted like metal. Went to the fashion museum and had tea and buns at Sally Lunn's famous bakery. Headed back to Bristol for a dinner date with our hosts. Before preparing dinner one of our hosts got in a minor car crash sliding down one of the many hills in town. So we were warned to take it easy the next day on our venture into Wales.
Tried to make an early start, there were definitely some prickly moments driving through the snowy hills in a tiny Mercedes but it was worth it. Locals out of work and school were 'sledging' (sledding) and snow boarding down the Welsh hills. Stopped in Breckon and got the go-aheadto go down the valley road near the Dan-yr-Ogof caves to the farm my husband spent his childhood days at. The hills were totally covered in snow -not a sheep in sight- I'm told not seeing sheep is very rare in these parts. By evening we made it to a roadway Pub/B&B. It was cool because this is what people did when travelling by carriage a long time ago. Felt like we were keepin it real. Jst like us they would have had a nice dinner and drinks next to the fire and sleep upstairs only to head off after breakfast the next morning. 
Next morning was Stratford Upon Avon, the birthplace of Shakespeare and Anne Hathaway. We really enjoyed the crazy Tudor houses here and in Warwick, the beholder of Warwick castle. Due to a lack of time and ambition we skipped the castle- though now we think maybe this was a mistake- ah well. Saw Buxton, where the spring water most UKers drink is from. Took a scenic drive through Peak National Park and made it to Blackpool around dinnertime. Walked down to the beachfront and saw the 'Winter Gardens' the epicenter of Victorian beach side fun. Went to a pub with pictures of Blackpool in its hay day- really reminds me of Coney Island. Went back to the B&B for some R&R. Next day another early start!

Pix(cheddar gorge; medieval street; tollhouse; Exmoor; Tintagel medieval castle)