Dazed&Confused x Farah Tribes Shoot

Few months ago I entered a street style competition ran by Dazed&Confused magazine and after being whittled down to the final four I was shipped off to Hackney for a photo shoot. After having the high top trimmed, being covered in make up and styled by Robbie Spencer I was put in a field and told to pose my lil anus away. I did, and not gonna lie, I worked that shit like I was channelling Tyra herself. 3 outfits, 2 locations and a month later the issue has finally dropped...

"Since its inception in the 1920s cult brand Farah has gone from its iconic hopsack canvas pieces to the sharp tailoring seen across the collections today. With a heritage in creating individualistic uniform for the distinguished music tribes of the 70s and 80s, the brand has continued to appeal to the youth culture of the modern day. This season Farah collaborated with Dazed on a hunt to discover today’s 'Farah Tribes', those people whose personal style expresses their individual identities"

Page 32. Look at me now.

"The finalists, as chosen by Farah and Dazed were then invited on a shoot for the new June issue where they interpreted the new collection in their own way combining Farah pieces with their own style and favourite fashion items to create four very different looks. Today’s Tribes have moved on, they are not dictated to, they don’t follow the crowd, they create their own look, they write their own blogs, play their own music, and make their own films but they still seek out iconic brands with true heritage as the core of their style."

They misquoted shit out of me and chose the picture where it looks like I have a slight case of cataracts but I can't complain, I’m in Dazed And Confused and I got a whole heap of free clothes. B R A P.

The overall winner of the comp gets announced tomorrow so fingers crossed....

Productive Pirate

This morning i've had bagels with the boy, people watched in Waterloo station, took a stroll to the ghost town that was central London (nothing was open at 9am? wtf) paid a visit to the university library, packed my bag and inbetween all this somehow managed to squeeze in a transatlantic visit to check on my mail box... & it aint even midday yet!

...Tommy Hilfiger pop up store, covent garden . 8 days left...

Hairdresser Hype

So I went to the hairdressers the other day and after what seemed like a lifetime (30 minutes tops) I finally got in the chair. Paper round my neck. CHECK. Cape. CHECK. Clean shavers. CHECK. Sandwich. CHEC- Hold the fcuk up a sandwich??? Yeah that’s right, man dem hairdresser pulled out a sandwich and tried combing my hair through with just one solitary hand. Just?!?! I let it pass thinking he’ll clap off his mid morning snack and carry on with my trim like the professional he’s supposed to be but I was wrong, oh, so, wrong. Man reached for the second half, picked up the razors and tried to take them to my tufty little scalp. FUCK - OUTA - HERE. Bossed up, turned round and told the man “I didn’t come here to get a one handed hair cut, I beg you put down your brunch, pick up the razor and concentrate like the hairdresser you trained to be” Probably not the best thing to do as yano, my hair was now in the hands of the man I more than likely just pissed off however, I give the man his do’s. He put down his snack, picked up the razors and gave me the best damm trim I’ve had in years.

Moral of the story: If you bend over and let people fcuk you in the ass, you get fcuked in the ass.

Don’t let people take you for a dick. Boss up.

Nicki taught me well:

Easter Bunnies, Bonnets & Eggs Or Gateways To Hell, Runways & Fashion Filming

The 2rd semester of uni finished the other week and as soon as I could I jumped on a coach and left the screw faces of London behind. Motherly love, benches that arnt covered in bird shit, greenery and household pets awaited. (I mean why aint there no animals in London? I don’t see nobody walking dogs, aint nobody got a pet??) Anyway, it seems like all this relishing in the warmth of my hometown may have to come to an abrupt end as I’ve been offered to set up a video installation for Camden Crawl, help run it on the day, set up the launch party annnnd shoot a fashion film. However whether or not I take up these offers is still undecided….

Daydreaming With….

As you may or may not know (tbh you should know) its Camden Crawl next week and in association with this, James Lavelle of UNKLE is collaborating with visual artists Doug Foster and Jonathan Glazer on a video installation using music created by UNKLE which will interact with the surrounds of The St Michaels Church in London

Heretics' Gate aka The gateway to hell. A twenty foot high digital arch complete with a thirty foot long reflecting pool to deliver a vision of hell at the centre point of St Michaels imposing gothic architecture. Now I could go back to London set this up and pretend that i'm hanging around the gateways of hell orrr I could go home and hang round a park with my friends. What to do...

Still undecided

Pierre Garroudi Taking Over London

“We would like to invite you to record Pierre Garroudi taking over London event from backstage to the catwalk through London” This email basically told me that Pierre Garroudi wants me to film his show and run around London as his models catwalk across various landmarks. The chance to network, the chance to put my name to a brand, the chance to actually do something productive with my Easter break. Hmmm, the suns shining at the moment and my mothers making a roast chicken dinner (CHICKEN INA DI YARD) Do I cut short my break and work or do I just let it go and have a whole heap of fun?

We shall see. We shall see….

The Awkward Moment Nicki Minaj & Ke$ha Jump On Your Track And Silence Your Ass

I never got this whole need for a gay person to have a female artist to look up to/admire/want to be like so I was never on this hypeness of "My fav is better than you fav" Saying this however after hearing Britney Spears' remix to her new tune 'Till The World Ends' I am 100% sure that all of Nicki's and Ke$ha's fans are celebrating h a r d whilst Britney's are just digging a hole to go lie in.

Not only does Nicki Minaj STEAL the whole song, 'Till The World Ends' sounds like Ke$ha wrote it in her sleep! It has Ke-DollarSign-ha oozing from ever lyric and she belts it out like tomorrow aint never gonna come again. Britney on the other hand, well if she wasn't even on the track I doubt she would be missed.

I gotta commend Britney though, 3 years ago she was at rock bottom shaving her head, taking crack and flashing her fanny to the world but now she’s back on form and slowly climbing the charts. Talking of shaving heads, I always thought it was funny how Britney got all that fuss for shaving hers when Beyonce was bald YEARS before that.

The Track:

Midnight Moan

Went to close my curtains and for the second time today some little pickney shouted TEEEMMPPPZ at me. Three things that annoy me about this, 1 Why isn’t he in bed 2 Why is he outside my house and 3 Doesn’t he know about The Fresh Prince Of Bell Air? It’s clear I swagger jacked his royal highness’ high top. Jeeze, kids today just don’t know about the 90’s....

GIRLS (Who Aint Runnin Nothing But A Higher Weave Bill)

you know every chick gonna be getting some caramel lookin weave now the pictures of the video leaked...

Bejesus is back!! Or so she believes....

Beyonce hasn't been around for a while now, fair enough she dropped 'Why Don't You Love Me' (which was probably just because her and J had an argument) but apart from that and the Premier Workout thing she did for Michelle Obama, musically she hasn't been in the forefront for some time now. Due to this I expected her to comeback with some K I L L E R of a track not this sampled, repetitive made for the club mess. I mean girl cant even think of her own beats no more!

Saying this though Beyonce still reigns as Queen. She knows this, everyone knows this and even though RiRi & GaGa have been slaying the past two years, they know this too. Girls is just B's way of saying "Listen up bitches I'm still around so don't be getting too comfortable" but comfortable is just whats shes become. It's been time since we heard new material, I wanted more, the fans wanted more, it was a lazy production and it left me hungry.

I'm not totally hating though, the tracks 'alright'. I've played it numerous times and no doubt when it comes on in the club I'll be droppin it like it's hot. It's just I expected more that's all. I'm damm disappointed and I expected more.

Beyonce - Girls Who Run The World

If the video doesn't slay....

I'll still love her..

X O X O

P.S Lil Jon with his dutty ole dreadlocks needs to retire. I cant believe he's made a career out of shouting YEAAAHHH & J-LO, I beg someone tells her to put down the mic, pick up her sombrero and trot off back to the block. She's irrelevant now.

The Weeknd

I'd love to say these will be on my summer playlist but the fact I rinse the album at least three times a day means that by time summer actually comes round i'll probably hate it.

For now though; this overtly sexualized, dreamy drug fueled mixtape will accompany me wherever I go <3


^^ - MY FAV


'Baby if yooouuu knew' the feeling I would give to you

baby making music.

Larry Clark's KIDS

I wish Larry Clark and Bruce LaBruce were my dad's. Yes I said dad's. It’s 2011. Mums are overrated and anyway I’d be too busy becoming some sort of porn muse to even realise I didn’t have one.

I recently watched Otto which is hilariously amazing and straight after I had to watch Kids. KIDS is about a bunch of underage kids living in New York City whos day to day routines involve smoking weed like chimneys, drinking enough malt liquor to make N.W.A. look straight edge and having more unprotected sex than R.Kelly at tumble town. The fact it deals with an array of taboo subjects in such an unapologetic way makes Kids one of my fav films of all time.

Huge chunks of the movie are completely devoid of plot and simply revolve around watching kids get high and rant about all their sexual escapades. Clearly this isnt representative of all teens but it does shed a light onto some of them. KIDS shows that children today arnt as young as they used to be, they’re growing up in a world with more possibilities and distractions than ever before and a whole new level of experimentation is open to them.

The film follows two best friends Telly and Casper and upon meeting Telly one the first things that comes into mind is just how amazing it would feel to smack the little shit in his face. The casting team were clearly on some hallucinogenic drug when he came to audition as he’s supposed to play a stud, the kind of person your mother warned you about however looking at him its hard to believe any of this. He’s as skinny as a celery stick and holds a striking resemblance to Superbads Mclovin.

Casper <3 Casper on the other hand is a beauty. He does some questionable things like ogling his best friends mum and beating someone half to death with a skateboard but this only adds to the attraction.

I recently heard that he died? :[ This is upsetting.
I guess thinking about him when I’m alone in my room will become that little bit more seedier now.

What i'm saying is to all who haven't already, I suggest you go watch it. It amaze.
I wish my life was more like a Larry Clark film. Well, minus the aids, murder and sexual abuse. Oh and mum, if your reading this I luv ya really....

Dazed Shoot

So guess who had a photoshoot with Dazed & Confused on Wednesday. I’ll give you a clue, it was me. After entering a street style competition, being whittled down to the final four and exchanging about 50 emails I was sent to hackney to pose my little anus away. Cant help but to think all my viewing hours of ANTM helped; I had Tyra banks in my ears telling me to watch my lines, smize and remember my face.

Best thing about it was being called a hipster cunt by a guy on a push bike who was wearing a flat cap and a pair of chinos. Actually wait, no the best thing about it was the free sandwiches, yeah or the little Chinese duo splashing Chanel make up all over my face. It was a sick day and the weather was fresher than a motherfucker. I also got to keep everything that I was wearing so the fact I missed my uni presentation for it doesn’t really faze me…

big green coat

I shall wear this and pretend I am a peppermint cream.

Mid May. Dazed&Confused. Haters stand up.

Your Such A Slut I Bet Your Favorite Starters Whoreder's

Your suppose to have a parallel twin living on another planet right? Well, I think mine jumped through some kind of black hole and started a blog called Slutever. Slutever - the name kinda gives it away right? It aint pretty flowers or a flow of cutesy pictures it’s an online documentation of sexual endeavours. Posts about all the losers, prostitutes and drug addicts who she shares her south London squat with, post about sexual failures, who she’s been masturbating to and posts about which obsession she’s been obsessing over this week. As i’ve had nothing to do this week but watch zombie porn and write an essay i’ve pretty much read all there is to read and thought I’d share the goods with yall…

“When I was nineteen I went home with a guy I met on a night bus (if that’s not the most romantic start to a story you’ve ever heard, then I don’t know what is). After being drunkenly led off the bus by my arm, the guy took me back to his apartment where we started fucking on his couch (and by “fucking” I mean I was lying there with my eyes half open as he had sex on top of me). After a few minutes he pulled out, letting out a horrifying scream. I looked down to find I was covered in blood. I immediately assumed I had gotten my period, but after a closer look I realized it was him that was bleeding, not me. His foreskin had ripped during sex, causing him to ejaculate a stream of blood both inside and on top of me. I spent the next half hour gagging naked over his aquatic themed toilet.”

He-leer-ree-ous. You have to applaud someone of such honesty. I mean sex is a very personal thing, whether your banging 1, 2 or 5 people, at that moment your giving you all to them and sharing this with the internet is a brave thing to do. People are inevitably gonna judge the fcuk out of you so either you set your “I don’t give a fcuk” barrier high or you shut up and censor up. It’s clear to see what option Mrs Ever chose. Anyway i'm hungry and I’m sure someone promised me dinner so check out slutever.org or readplatform.com/slutever and if you ever lay eyes on her, tell her I want little Jarvis Cockers phone number too…

WOOF Said The Little Wolf

Stand there. Smile. Say Cheese. Nice thats it. This way. Okay now. FLASH!!
Last week after a few days of real life art attack, the Make Something x Edun window display was finally unveiled for all of London Town to see.....









Taking part in this workshop was probably one of the most exciting and interesting thing's i've done whilst being in London. I mean it's not everyday you get to make wolves with Cassette Playa for a Selfridges window display. Unfortunately the display has now been replaced but it's okay as the new window was probably made with half the passion that ours was made with and well I also get to take my wolf home. All I need is now someone big enough and strong enough to help me carry it. Any takers....

Wish I Wasnt So Black

I'm about two Tangfastic's away from double dipping my head in a vat of acid.

DIP DYE - the process of dying the tips of your hair a substantially different colour from the colour that the rest of your hair happens to be.

Ever since laying my eyes on Whip My Hair and Willow Smith candyfloss weave of greatness my want for this style has been gnawing away at me like a skinny chick eating a celery stick. The celery stick has now ran out and I think it’s most definitely time to go through with it.

With the spring runways looking like a packet of skittles it’s no surprise this trend has already been picked up by a few ’forward’ people. Abbey Lee repped pink strands in Vogue Australia last year, and the hot mess that is Lady Gaga went for some kinda buttercup looking fade which she had for almost a month. A whole month! That’s like a lifetime in her crazy ass world.

So this is your warning.
Even though i'm about three shades too dark for it, the next time you see me i'll most probably look like a unicorn's just been sick on my head. Citing!

Dazed Live

So earlier on today I had a meeting at the Dazed And Confused head office (skived lecture for it but hey ho watcha gonna do) call it cocky if you will but I think, I think it went rather well!

As if being one of the countries favorite magazines wasn't enough they're now extending their dominance on the the London scene by putting on their first ever live festival. Taking place on the 9th of April artists, digital pioneers, art rebels and guest speakers will be taking over the streets of Shoreditch. By night a legion of bands, DJs and performers take to the stage and your boy right here had a meeting about helping run it. Boom

Watch this space for developments...

"YEAH YEAH YEAH, I'M STILL ABAWT TEEEMMMPPZ"

If I didn't have a shit load of things to do tomorrow I would also be about.

I would be about the protest which is inevitably gonna turn into a r i o t.

I would be about the park drinking beer, eating Tesco meal deals and chasing squirrels aaand
I would also be about the post office, kicking the fcuk off about my undelivered items.

Instead (amongst other things) I will be at the unveiling of the Edun x Make Something window display. A few week ago I helped develop and create a window display for Selfridges.
Tomorrow this display is being unveiled.

Given the theme and concept, my job was to create wolves and alongside Cassette Playa and my girl Casheen we talked, we drew and we created.

carri drew these. i stole these. highest bidder recieves these. aaah just kiddin'!

coolest kid on the block

If you wanna see the window in all its glory, you should come along to the event.

Catch ya on the flipside

Doctor, Doctor I Think I'm Coming Down With Something...

So I’ve been thinking a lot these past few weeks and I think I’m strong enough to tell you all a secret which I’ve been keeping quiet for a while now. Its time to be honest with the people around me and more importantly it’s time to be honest with myself. I just cant keep this locked away any longer so here goes..

I.. I have.... I have a mild case of Bieber Fever.

PHEW

Glad I got that off my chest.

Now I know this may come as a surprise to most of you but it’s a part of me now and if you cant accept this then it's at your loss. Anyway, earlier this month I raided the piggy bank and went to see my boy JB in concert.

Best Night Ever

he's always pulling pranks like this

after the show I donned a pair of hot pants and proceeded to track him down

me n ma babeh beibz 4 lyfe I.D.S.T

Harmony Korine: Umshini Wam

It's Monday today; you've probably got fuck all to do, tenner says your doles ran out and the substances you took at the weekend are no doubt crippling your every move. What better excuse do you need than to watch Harmony Korine’s latest film Umshini Wam. Its like Bonnie + Clyde only they're crippled and ugly as fcuk.

"I'm old enough to bleed, i'm old enough to breed, i'm old enough to crack a brick in your teeth whilst I sleep"

Umshini Wam is without a doubt the second best thing I've seen all year. In-between watching Mr paraplegic play dead in order to gain some sort of emotional reassurance, we follow the couple around their little South African home town on their daily gun toting business. In the short the duo are trying to seek some sort of acknowledgement and respect, the way they go about this however, well some may say it's a little questionable.

The cleverly orchestrated moments of sadness, humor and imagery coupled with some childlike costuming and acting really brings this short to life. By the end of the film it’s almost impossible not to feel anything for this couple living in this culture that has no hope of accepting them.

Excuse me as I go find an all in one suit...

S u p e r Moon

The past two weeks i've done NOTHING. NADA. ZILCH. (Well apart from the Selfridge's window thing) My list of TO-DO keeps getting longer and longer, the emails keep piling up and the impending deadlines have done nothing to hurry my little self along. Today I tried to make a dint in the list yet Twilight and a wolf appreciation session entailed. Heres to tomorrow....

max's outfit. ima make it

Mad About The Boy

"Hi I like your inverted cross earing"
"Thanks I like your studded leather jacket"
"Thanks I got it from a shop you've probably never heard of before"

What do you get if you cross LONG clothing with BOY London? I’ll tell you what you get, you get the LONG x BOY capsule collection that’s what. Simple huh? Yeah, just like the tee’s they’ve made. Simple, monochrome, bold and clean. So sick ♥

To celebrate this joining of matrimonial harmony they threw a warehouse party a few weeks back and apart from the usual try hards dancing around in their little k-hole's of darkness, the night went OFF.

this BOY

these BOY's

live long + prosper