Showing posts with label Fashionista. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fashionista. Show all posts

Saturday, 14 March 2009

Introducing . . . Flats

You may by now be beginning to recognise a few familiar names in the Fash-Pack family. 
I know so much time has been taken up by the travelling circus that is 'Fashion Weeks', but now it is time to return to what we adore best. Discussing, swapping and waffling about fashion.

For those of you who don't know Flats (code names are used to protect their fashion status, identity and ability to work undercover), she is a fashion assistant dabbling in PR and styling. She has access to hundreds of famous faces and spends an obscene amount of time working the room. This made her the perfect candidate for the Fashion Pack!

While readily admitting she loves a good party, Flats is no airy, fairy, fashionista! Not over thrown by the fashion darlings, nothing gets past this witty (very witty), fashion chick!

Flats will be reporting on What's Hot, as well as keeping us all abreast of the coolest fashion parties, who said what, to whom and where it all went down!

Welcome hun! Let the Fash-Pack Gossip Begin!

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Let It Snow . . . Wish Lists

As you all are aware, Blighty has been hit by a blizzard, and well lets face it, we haven't dealt well with the appearance of snow!

Here are a few products that will help you keep warm and chic through the snow season - something for every budget (and some great bargains)! Enjoy xx





Sunday, 25 January 2009

PARIS! : Roving Reporter

Well folks, they let me out the country (and into France - no border guards you see!) and I now type to you from my quaint (slightly un-glamorous) Parisian lodgings.

Tomorrow, yours truly will be entering the world of high fashion and Parisian couture, possibly the most exciting thing since actually being able to navigate Paris on non-existant French. I swear I was better at school!


Entering the world of couture, one is floored by the true fashionista's question: what to wear?!

Seeing as this is just a tiptoe into the way the other half live, and my journey truly was fleeting, I decided to go very un-fashion and pack light (though I still had enough stuff for a small army). I've been reading up on fashion cities, and Paris is apparently where evening and day wear are at one (my kind of city), but I'm afraid I was in no mood (well, if truth be told I went for a new net book over a dress - I hear your gasps) to get all dressed up, and when for what I call simple, chic and instantly fashionable, ALL BLACK!

That's right boys and girls, I've noticed in recent years that unless you are uber-famous, at fashion week the important people wear black, and so I have adopted these camouflage tactics in the vain hope that I can convince people I am really and truly part of the 'fashion pack'.
Unfortunately I failed on the shoe front. Not yet of Elle-editor status, I have to Metro it to my shows, so it's flats all the way! I will be rocking my black dress (Burberry rip-off) with gothic-like studs, black long-sleeve top (it is winter, after all), black tights, a vintage gold leaf cuff (to add a bit of glam) and finally black knee-high patent flat boots.

Outerwear-wise, I've ditched the oh-so-London, jewel-bright trench and traded in for a Parisian-chic wool cape. The look would not be complete without suitable makeup, and I have subsequently plumped for (if I can really pluck up the courage) red rouged lips. Watch Out Paris, FASH PACK is about!

Wednesday, 21 January 2009

The beginning . . .

Shoes. Photo Credit: mugley. C.C. License.Is anyone else sick of hearing the term ‘credit crunch’?! And while hearing all the fashionistas moan about how they had to cut back on their Jimmy Choo consumption, does it ever strike you as strange that some fashion magazines suggest buying £3,000 cocktail rings instead of £12,000 brooches to 'downsize' during the recession?

Would you find it odd if someone bedazzled his own bald-head with diamantes for a fashion show? (Yes, this has happened.)

It makes us raise our eyebrows too, and with that we bring you ‘Fash Pack’: style, big names and beauty without losing touch with reality. Fash Pack is an informative fun, fashion and gossip filled site, that can see the ironic side of the fashionista’s world.

So who's in the pack? Well, allow me to introduce you . . .

Rivkie, a seasoned fashion journalist, loves nothing more than watching the magic of Fashion Week unfold. When not jotting down next season's trends, she can usually be found scouting around town as a personal shopper. She's ready to give anyone a wardrobe analysis and a quick spruce up! When not helping mere mortals transform themselves, Rivkie is often found sourcing and styling on shoots, or as a trained pattern cutter, knocking up her own inspirational originals!

Jill, our resident journalista, gets to grips with analyzing all the catwalk shows, ensuring she can pick out what you'll have in your wardrobe next season. With numerous articles published both in the UK and in her native USA, she definitely has her finger on the fashion pulse. Having fallen in love with British style, Jill is currently working on a book that will soon become the must-have handbook for any budding gossip girl.

But neither of these friendly fashion fiends could do it without me – Miss Terri. As you may guess from my title, I’ve chosen to stay anonymous for the time being. You never can be too careful in this business, and I’d rather not make any (more) enemies! After all, the fashion crowd are always bitching, and I wouldn't want to be frozen out. Having worked in fashion PR and journalism for a fairly long time, I’ve built up my contacts and have always fallen in line with my fashion-crowd friends. But the girls have convinced me that it’s only worth having the knowledge of the scene if you share it! So I will be keeping you up-to-date with all the juicy gossip, rumours and general industry bitching.

Here at Fash Pack, we appreciate the cut of a YSL smoking jacket and understand why it costs more than a knockoff from H&M. We know why designers choose tall, (reasonably) skinny models to show off their goods. But even we can admit when the industry we love goes a bit Twilight Zone.

We're fashion addicts, not fashion victims – and we hope you are too.