alex, the oenologist

Nearly everyone has a friend that considers themselves an oenologist, but - do you have one that is 29 and still cool enough to ride a stunt bike, mountain bike and unicycle in the back lanes and not care. He may even have a few sic tricks up his sleeve.

I do. His name is Alex, and I think this sort of thing would be right up his alley.

What do you think Al, pal?

{you can get your essential accessories, here}

just because

... she can.

I'm on a bit of an emotional, influential roll just now... and Adele's music and certainly what I know of her strength of character, play a rather loud and flamboyant part in my earphones, and my life at the moment. Consequently, making me want to live in such a vivacious fashion.

A dream of mine would be to get up on stage at a swanky, classy, dimlit jazz lounge and belt one of her tunes out, flawful yet flawless - giving it all the emotion and heart I could muster.

When someone can evoke that in your soul - they're definitely doing something right.

Rumour has it...

{I want to be a Siren}

af-Ford-able affair

Tom Ford

Amazing, effluent Fashion Designer Tom Ford... emanates sex appeal and cheeky charisma. Not only is his creative work fabulous...

If only he wasn't gay... OH my!

Coffee break anyone?

{I found this pin in my chest}

state of awe

Rugged up, in on a Sunday night, watching Gaga's concert at Madison Square Garden NYC.

This 'bitch is amazing. What hasn't she done, seriously?

Inspired by her sense of self, desire, undeniable talent (is it too much to call her a pop genius yet?) and drive.

I'm a Mons†er.

Show me your teeth.

{heart gone gaga}

bowditch

Fresh from these creative hands:

Clare Bowditch

Coloured pencil on paper.

Circa 2011. Copyright Chloé Jane Newby.

on another note...

Yes?

{haughty heart}

today

... I feel like donning just this;

Studded Mickey Mouse Club hat

Hot shades and Lady Danger lips

Shorty McShort studded denim shorts

  ... while driving this -

all to take a ride on this;

What's gotten into me you say? I don't know...

perhaps I've forgotten it's not summer and this ain't L.A.

Oh well.

's how I feel.