Chateau Sweet Chateau

Back at the beloved Chateau Marmont. It's like I never left. All I can say for now is that we are not in our usual Bungalow 4, but 1. Although this would usually anger me, I think I can live with the 3 floor, 3 bedroom poolside HOUSE instead. Stay tuned...

e x

The Mozza

Last night my Dad took my friend Izzy and me to the Morrissey concert at the London Palladium. My parents are devoted Morrissey fans so I have grown up listening to the genius work of the Mozza my entire life. The Smiths were one the finest bands out there, and Morrissey? He is simply sensational. His lyrics are pure poetry and depict his emotions that are relatable to everyday life as I stated in my English essay last year, a persuasive piece of writing about why every teenager should listen to The Smiths. As a performer he is definitely one of the best I have seen, and like a fine wine, he gets better with age. He disperses shrewd whimsical comments that leave you wanting more of his judgements and opinions of any situation. He has something to say about everything. Last night a fervent fan shouted "Is it the end?" and the Mozza replied, "The end of what? Of life? Of my career? This isn't a career, it's just persistence". I rest my case.

Before he came on stage a series of different videos, including an interview with Lou Reed, the legendary bang Sparks performing a song, a clip from a dated episode of Coronation Street and many more. One included a man with strikingly large sideburns and a dashing brown suit, dancing like the embarrassing uncle at a wedding after one too many pints, singing a song about a beautiful woman. He resembled Ron Burgundy from Anchorman and I can imagine that my Grandma probably thought he was a 'hunk' at the time. Not only were these videos comical and very enjoyable, but they were clearly all Morrissey's inspiration.

Despite not knowing all of his newer songs, that did not make the concert any less engaging and I loved every moment. Even though my eyes were fixed on the Mozza for 99% of the time, there were multiple people launching themselves from the front row onto the stage which was beyond entertaining. Security carried them off back stage but the best part was that Morrissey carried on singing and wouldn't flinch, but every time he just stretched his hand out to them as they were embarrassingly carried off by the scruff of their shirts and the top of their trousers, just like naughty boys being separated by their parents after a fist fight about who gets to play with the toy truck. My last note on the topic is that there are definitely going to be some major

ecchymosis, cough technical word for bruising cough, in the morning.

Overall, it was one of the best nights and I will treasure the memory of Morrissey performing live for the rest of my life.

e x

DIY Damsel

My latest obsession is customizing denim shorts, similar to the 'Runwaydreamz' shorts I got a little while back. The dye. The studs. The frayed edges. What's not to love? Anyways, just wanted to show you a picture of a pair of vintage shorts that I am customizing at the moment and if anyone who reads this (not you, Dad) wants me to customize a pair of their denim shorts then just send me a message on Facebook, Twitter or Blogspot and I will get back to you!

e x

Letter to Blogspot

Dear Blogspot,

We both know this would happen some time. It's been going on for a while and we both have to face it. Now is the time. I'm in love with Lookbook. Don't get me wrong, we can still be friends, showing everyone who reads (cough 2 people, one of them being my dad cough) about my holidays and events I go to, still using that charming whit of mine, but my outfits will be shown on my Lookbook account. Do not fret, my outfits posted on Lookbook will be shown on the left hand side of my blog, too. Please understand.

Love from,

Erin (a.k.a erin-style)

"You have never been in love until you've seen the dawn rise behind the home for the blind"

Hey hey everyone! Summer is going really well for me, but it's about to get better. Yes, I am off to my beloved California (L.A and Santa Cruz. REPRESENT, YO!), but something else is coming up that makes me want to dance until the cows come home. You ready? It's real good.

I am going to a Morrissey concert. Cue the spaz attacks.

My parents have seen him live before, but this is my first and I am beyond excited as he is one of my favourite singer/song writers ever. VIVA LA MORRISSEY!

Title of this post - lyrics from 'First of the Gang'

Before I go, here is one of my favourites by the Mozza...

P.S Check out my Lookbook, I am super addicted!

e x

Walking on Sunshine

Shoes - Topshop

e x