Tryin to decide what to wear to my next interview, so I spiked my plimies. But they look stupid with the rest of my outfit so it was just a waste of time!! ha x
Really I just want to use this post to show you me in some sparkly pants in broad daylight on Union Street. Aurum S/S12 is now available at ASOS marketplace https://marketplace.asos.com/seller/modemort/collection
As always, thanks Marco for being my every faithful photographer companion of awesomeness. Full collection to be announced shortly, most definitely for sale in all sizes. See you soon!
So the sad realisation has set in that this is pretty much my last week at uni for a year and 5 months! Really trying to make the most of it since I don't own a sewing machine or anything really necessary for making clothes. I don't want to veer from this amazing path I'm on. Anyway did a super quick shoot with @Jessrosebird and @marcobevtweets for my other BP outfit yesterday. We're having a show in June so am glad to see it actually fits someone!
Also watched Amelié again last night and ended up having some kind of ridiculous mental breakdown of crying because I was so happy about the film! Well, hopefully I'll be able to move out of my flat soon and start collecting things for a little studio to keep me occupied throughout the next year.Cineworld employment funtimes!! x
Ok so following recent events I need someone to rent my room ASAP!! Gumtree ad is here: http://www.gumtree.com/p/flats-houses/double-bedroom-in-shared-flat-rose-st/100490404
I ended up getting accepted for the placement after my interview, but uni aren't allowing me to do both. Gotta save the moneysss!
This week we also sort of spent time with freelance illustrator Jaime Johnston. Really cool guy, he also gave us a bit of help with photoshop, and I edited these illustrations I had kicking about in ye olde sketchbook using one of his techniques.
Anyway, here's his website: http://jamie-johnson.co.uk/
I made this gold jacket last week in a last ditch attempt at coming up with something cool for our Olympics project at school. Not much else to say on that really except me and my friend Fiona just did a quick photo shoot with it in time for my interview
So I was just pinging emails around on Monday night, seeing if there were any internships going over summer. I Probably sent about 10 applications to the likes of Acne, Rick Owens, Alexander Wang and so on - and low, the next day, a reply! It was Iris Van Herpen inviting me for an interview and trial day at their headquarters in Amsterdam. Of course I accepted straight away, and will be in Amsterdam from the 4th-7th of April, couchsurfing. The bad part is the internship would be from September to January, meaning severe disruption to my final year at uni. Depending on the results of my tutor meeting, who knows, I might be able to balance the work, or have to come back and finish the course next year :/ If it comes to that though, I might consider dropping out as there's no way I could live in Aberdeen for any longer!
Anyway, ready for some Iris Van Herpen pretties?
I've been getting my smithing skill to 100 these past few Wednesdays, crafting magic armor for my uni project. Now I want to smith ALL THE THINGS. Its meant to be a leg brace which forces the wearer into walking slowly, eerily, and it also squeaks a bit. There is hopefully short film in the works, but first will need to make more items. More on that another time.
Once again, I find myself starting with a fresh blog. I was always so precious with my posts, but it sure makes a boring read. A little background for those who don't know me; I'm Letty Bishop a 20 year old fashion designer in Scotland.
So last Friday I had my annual identity crisis and decided I wanted to revisit my early teenage affair with bright coloured hair. Bearing in mind I'd managed to stay abstinent since last August's trip to New York, I figured it might have recovered enough to withstand two 40vol bleachings in a row, right? WRONG. BIG FUCKING WRONG. I'd heard horror stories, but nothing can prepare you for the cold, heart stopping realization that your hair is coming out in clumps and flowing down the plughole. But I got over it, and my lovely supportive boyfriend suggested we should shave my head. I wanted to film it and pretend to be struggling against my will, being forcibly recruited into some future apocalypse army, but we never did and just as well because it took ages.
Anyway I'M BALD NOW.