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Those of you who follow me on Instagram will already be aware of my larger-than-life Saturday night.

In partnership with my lovely friends at F&F, I spent the evening with Katy Perry (and a million fellow Katy Cats) on the final night of her Prismatic tour at London’s 02.

Decked out in the most Katy-worthy white jumpsuit I could find, I booked it from an all-day excursion on Regent Street to witness the extraordinary fitness that is Miss Katy Perry.

It was the best night I have had in a very long time (as you might be able to see from my select few Insta-videos, below!).

What I Wore:
This limited edition tailored bandeau jumpsuit from F&F


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Glasses, the versions of the non-sun variety, are one of the most disputed accessories around. When I was in school (primary…secondary…high school) I remember glasses being about as cool as a neck brace. Contact lenses were snapped up as fast as a kid’s parents would allow it.

Even as I wandered into adulthood with my peers, many of my friends with poor eyesight refused to throw on a pair of specs unless they were running late for something or were in the privacy of their own home.

In one respect, I get it. I have never seen an actress rock up to a red carpet in a ball gown and bifocals. Nor have I ever styled or done make-up a shoot that allowed a model to wear glasses. There’s a beauty standard of sorts.

At the same time, I think glasses can be really beautiful. Whether it’s because they are channeling the ‘sexy secretary’, geek chic, or a retro cat eye, when glasses are used with purpose it is always done to make a statement. They are a rather definitive fashion accessory.

Take Leighton Meester and Katy Perry (above). On the left we have Leighton, a beautiful actress that has a career which calls for contacts, yet she sticks to her specs off-screen. On the right we have Katy (with perfect eyesight) and a faux vintage pair that pulls her entire look together. I wouldn’t be able to think of a single person who could say that either of these ladies look less than lovely, and the glasses are the focus of each of their looks.

Whether you need them for your eyesight or wear them as a style right, I think it is safe to say that spending a day in glasses once in a while no longer comes as a taboo.

Sophie (the pink-haired Brit) just won America’s Next Top Model. A minute before watching said British Invasion, I stumbled upon this image of a fuschia-haired Katy Perry in a ghd campaign.

I got to thinking. About pink hair and ‘good hair’ (ghd stands for good hair day, after all). My hair now hits the small of my back when it is straight, and I worry that if I delve into my long-desired realm of pink hair, the ends of my hair won’t be quite as “Katy Perry” as they will be “Shitty Crunchy”. Oh, the risk of curly hair.

Then it hit me…this is a ghd ad. This is not a “look how naturally shiny and perfect my hair is” ad. ghd hair straighteners were, in fact, the first hair tool I ever purchased. 10 years ago, they boosted my confidence before every audition I went on, every picture day, every ‘date’. They are a brand I simply forgot I trusted.

Out of interest, I researched a little more about the tool they were advertising in Katy Perry’s mermaid photo – the ghd hair dryerghd air. Developed in conjunction with professional styling experts, the new ghd air was designed to give that amazing ‘salon blow dry’ look at home. The difference between this hair dryer and the secrets to its voluminous, sleek success is a) its Advanced Ionic Technology for reduced frizz and a silkier, softer finish and b) a salon strength AC motor for more powerful drying.

The cure to the unstyled mess my hair will surely become after dying it pink? Fate would have me believe it!

What hair tools are you dying to try?

Katy Perry Kitten Mask

Katy Perry

  • I can’t help but love Katy Perry. While leaving the Real Radio studios in Manchester (before her Halloween concert at the MEN Arena), she was spotted wearing a cashmere coat by Valentino from Fall/Winter 2011, a Royal British Legion poppy (Anglophilia!), a light-catching silver threaded pink scarf, black tights, black suede knee-high boots, and – the cherry on top – a blue kitten face mask. Let’s see Blair Waldorf’s headbands compete with that.
  • Last night, Vivienne Westwood and her two sons spent two hours visiting and supporting London’s Occupy protesters. Infamous for her anti-establishment views, it will be interesting to see how the “Occupy” hoopla may inspire further collections.
  • Say goodbye to New York Fashion Week at Lincoln Center! Though it wasn’t too long ago that the Big Apple’s portion of Fashion Month moved from Bryant Park, Mayor Bloomberg is pushing for the event to be moved to Hudson Yards. The move will be part of a $15 billion development project on Manhattan’s Far West Side and will likely redirect all of the shows to Hudson Yards’ Culture Center.
  • I am truly frightened by this octopus necklace.
  • Carre Otis – supermodel turned plus size supermodel – has just named and shamed her rapist in her new memoir, Beauty Disrupted. Upsettingly, the man accused is Gérald Marie, the same man who was accused of the same crime by Karen Mulder, Linda Evangelista’s ex-husband, Carre’s agent at the time, and the former head of prestigious modeling agency, Elite Paris.Otis recalls the evening below, at a point where she was 17 years old and staying in his home while under his care as agency boss, while he was both engaged to Linda Evangelista and in his mid-40s. Warning: graphic.

    Hours later something woke me suddenly. I heard the drunken shuffling of feet moving down the hallway toward me. Filled with alarm, I pulled the covers up around my head. But in a flash my safe haven was invaded and I was exposed.

    Gérald stood above me, ripping the covers from the bed. Before I could react, his sticky body was on me and those disgusting wet ringlets of his were falling on my face. I pushed back, but I could barely breathe with the weight of him pressing down on me. I cried out, a lame attempt to shake him from what seemed like a drunken stupor. I could smell gin on his breath as he harshly pushed his mouth onto mine, a sharp tongue darted out, trying to open my pursed lips in a grotesque kiss. The smell of him made me want to vomit. The fury in me made me want to throw him off me. But in my naked, fevered state, I couldn’t seem to find the strength or the leverage to move him aside. Gérald seemed all too expert at getting what he wanted, and in the tangle of my naked legs and pleas and cries his hand found my mouth and clamped down, trying to silence me. Why even bother? I wondered. I knew we were alone. And I knew that even if I were to fight back and scream, no one would hear me. No one would come.

    Gérald proceeded to viciously penetrate my body, his grunts and groans mixed with the sound of the rain that had begun to pound the tiny window in that tiny room. My thoughts drifted to his little daughter sleeping in this same bed. How could he do this here? Then I thought of the other models who were temporarily housed in this room. I fleetingly wondered if I might not be the first girl to be violated in this strange place. I cried silently as well as out loud. I cried a river. I cried while the rains fell steadily outside. I became the rain. I became the room. I disappeared in the awful endless rocking.

    I remember the horrific feeling of his penis sliding out of me, the wetness that told me he had come inside me. I remember nausea welling up, and then the involuntary gagging that began as he stood, looked down at me, then turned and stumbled out of the room.

    In response to a request for comment, Elite have responded by saying, “Elite London re-opened under new management in 2009, by which time Gerald Marie had already left the Elite Network, so I’m afraid we are not in a position to comment on this story.”

Katy Perry Pink Hair

  • Katy Perry (and her perfectly pink hair) got the October cover of InStyle – and I love it! The dark nails and textured styling are super appropriate and charming for this Fall cover.

  • This past Sunday, supermodel Gisele Bundchen was driving her Cadillac SUV down Route 6 though Barnstable when she was pulled over for driving 15 mph over the speed limit in a 55 mph zone with two babies in the backseat. The son, a certain William J. Hopper, of the statesman that let her off with a warning then tweeted: “He let her go, but in return she signed her autograph on the citation with kisses.”

  • Early next year, VH1 will start to follow fashion stylist June Ambrose for a new reality series. The Hollywood Reporter said camera crews will “follow Ambrose and her team of assistants as they serve a mix of up-and-coming and established celebrity clients, including actors and musicians, who want to make over their looks and brands”. June’s clients have included the Dave Matthews Band, Sean Combs, Alicia Keys, Kelly Ripa, Kim Cattrall, Jay-Z and Mary J. Blige.

  • Model Dree Hemingway will be playing a porn star in Sean Baker’s upcoming film, “Starlet“.

  • The City of West Hollywood (WeHo) is one step closer to banning the sale of fur. (It’s okay, fluff-lovers, the faux is just as luscious looking, nowadays!). A recent debate on the subject lasted until the early hours of this morning, where those who are pro-fur argued the law would be anti-business and questioned whether a ban would lead to a leather and/or meat ban, as well. The final vote has yet to be reached, but there is a current tip towards the ban.

  • Naomi Campbell‘s generous, Russian billionaire boyfriend has commissioned a 25 room, eco-friendly retreat for the supermodel in honor of her 41st birthday! The retreat/mansion/haven will be built on a private Turkish isle called Isla Playa de Cleopatra and, according to architect Luis de Garrido, “is completely energy and water self-sufficient and features an amazing indoor landscaped terrace”. It is also shaped like the eye of Horus, an ancient Egyptian deity. Check it out.