That Friday feeling.

With a bad start to the day onset by the signal fail riddled Underground, Tincarabell had a bit of an adventure trying to get to work on time running from station to stop.
The horrible morning was however quickly forgotten about apon arrival, as today was the day they were casting male models, lots of male models. So, Tincarabell spent the morning running up and down the stairs introducing these beautiful boys to the company directors.
After she popped over to the Love magazine headquarters to drop off some samples and check in with her lunch date for a catch up from the other side of the fashion road.

Later Tincarabell headed over to the Dove's apartment to eat pizza and icecream and drink pear cider in front of the super boring football, which was subsited by the glee finaly at half time as England's world cup performance failed to entertian.

Shoes [Christian Louboutin]; Shorts [Acne]; T shirt [Cos]

How to fill a bank holiday

It has become a bit of a tradition to spend the weekend sipping on Moscow Mules with her girl friends so as another long weekend sprung upon us this meant a whole extra 24 hours of indulgence. Friday night saw Sarah Knits and Tincarabell dancing around a friends front room to anything that involved Nikki Minaj lyricing on the track until the small hours when they decided to retire home to the nest. The following day Tincarabell met with Helena Fleur and Ana Star-Sia their for weekly catch up over some cocktails under the midday sun, turning into evening rain finishing with night time cold and a bottle of Perrier Jouet.
A rainy sunday morning diddnt rain on her parade as she marched along Bethnal Green Road to Miss Esme's Birthday Barbie where they sipped Gin and Tonics and nibbled on barbiqued pinapple [very yum] beneath a very proudly erected gazebo, all before changing into some ankle breaking footwear and prancing along to the Macbeth to prance about some more.

Monday was a write off of course.

Tincarabell wears jersey trousers and Belt [Rag & Bone]; Neclace [Tatty Devine]; Shirt [cos]; shoes [3.1 phillip lim] glasses [Vintage]

the sun has got it's hat on, hip-hip-hip-horay.

Tincarabell had a fun-filled, sun-drenched weekend, good job she had her Eley Kishimoto sunglasses to shield her retinas.
Starting off her weekend at the Hospital members club in Covent Garden with her champagne drinking friend, they sipped on Perrier-Jouet and nibbled on wasabi bar snacks, these were a particular favourite.
The rest of the weekend consisted of eating copious amounts of food and drinking pitchers of cocktails with friends under the sun [and at times clouds]. Bliss.

She wore; trousers [ADAM]; Top [Cos]; Shoes [Miu Miu]; Sunglasses [Eley Kishimoto x Linda Farrow]

an orange view of a grey day

Today the sun was hiding behind the weeping clouds as Tincarabell walked the streets of London. Usually this would be a miserable state to be surrounded in but today this meant she could wear her House of Holland [sun]glasses- they have no UV protection and not good in the sun but are perfection wear to brighten up a grey day such as this one.

Today she wears Skirt [Peter Jensen]; Top [Cos]; Shoes [Alexander Wang]; Pexi glass Glasses [Linda Farrow x House of Holland]