So yesterday The Voice UK rolled into Belfast for the Irish leg of their auditions. And yours truly went along to audition. It was my second time auditioning for the show. I auditioned two years ago too.
My sister and I got the train into Dublin and then another train to Belfast for the audition. We arrived and couldn’t remember where the hotel was from the last time so we waddled around asking for directions which some lovely people helped us with. Thanks. 🙂 We got there in the end and I nearly tripped over the carpet when I was going into the hotel before registering and then nearly missing the holding room which the girl I registered with had pointed me towards. Socially awkward, much? 🙂
So then we were all waiting in the holding area for the group to become ten people before we could be brought up…
Marc Jacobs Resort 2017 is a stunning collection brimming with colour. There is lots of pieces with a rock, androgynous or hippie vibe which always warms my heart. Just such a beautiful retro collection. In particular some of the jackets are amazing creations. I love them. And a stunning brown leather skirt which I can imagine teamed with a large belt would look super hippie-like. Right I’m on to raid the charity shops for cheap versions of the looks! 🙂
The wonderful Mama Cass is a huge style inspiration of mine. She was this incredible hippie with a hippie style to match. She was simply amazing. Her style is classic. The flowing dresses, the retro accessories, oh joy! 🙂
Let’s take a trip down memory lane and look at the style of the amazing Mama Cass:
Leicester rock band OutCry are James Byron on vocals, Rick James on bass Alex Brookes on drums and Scott Cadenhead on guitar. The band originally formed in 2006 at Leicester college in 2006. Following a 2 year hiatus the band reformed in 2014. They raised almost £1500 for cancer research with their track In Your Memory which you can listen to here:
It is Father’s Day today so I have decided to write a short story entitled Father’s Day Remembrance. Hope you like it.
Happy Father’s Day to my own Dad up in heaven. Love you Dad. And happy Father’s Day to all the Fathers out there. 🙂
Kerry sat on the sofa. She looked upwards and began to talk to her father.
“Dad, so Father’s Day has rolled around again. Did you see the flowers and card we brought up to your grave?”
She was talking about the flowers and card she, her mother and her sister had brought up to his grave when they had been down to visit his grave. They now lived in a different town but regularly went down to see him.
“How’s heaven today? Any characters? We’re good. We’re watching the football and Big Brother later. I’m sure if there’s a telly up there you’re watching the former and won’t be watching the latter. Although one of your fellow Dubs Hughie is in it so I’m sure you’d like him in it.”
She remembered the times they had together, how he loved when their dog brought the lead over in his mouth for him to bring him for a walk, how his mother never got her father’s jokes, how he had always been so encouraging of she and her sister’s futures, how he always loved Italy in the football tournaments and supported Wolves. She remembered him watching the Elvis Presley comeback concert and how she knew it annoyed him that her favourite Elvis track was his cover of Peggy Lee’s Fever as opposed to an original Elvis track. And how he also loved the Rolling Stones. How he loved to sing David Essex’s A Winter’s Tale and had a really good voice.
“Love you Dad. Happy Father’s Day. Talk to you soon.”, she said and blew a kiss up to him.
Making sense of the world,
Sometimes it seems pretty futile.
Too many people we don’t understand,
Too many underlying factors we’re not sure we want to.
And yet without trying,
We’re left in limbo,
Left slightly scared
Because we have to live in it
And knowledge feels like security.
It takes all sorts to make up this crazy world
We call Earth.
There’s never been a truer statement.
How is it some people call someone a bitch
And feel bad?
Yet someone shoots someone in cold blood
And feels good?
Makes the head spin
And it sometimes feels like it wasn’t made for the job.
With all the hate,
Sometimes it’s best not to think too deep.
The world can be muddy,
The brain gets hazy,
It isn’t always best to do a Freud on it.
The fast track to insanity.
But the world can be great,
Let’s concentrate on that.
The few negative are not the majority,
There is so many good people
Brimming with love,
Spinning a web of happiness.
Doesn’t it make you smile?
Doesn’t it fill you with hope?
First off the layout of Marc Jacobs’ show for Spring/Summer was great. Very inventive. The way the models walked on the red carpet in front of photographers before going in to walk in front of the orchestra was visually brilliant and original. I’ll be the first to admit that often I don’t know the music from fashion shows so it was great to hear Trash by The New York Dolls. Love that song and that band in general.
The collection is a stunningly unique collection with some pretty funky pieces. The music accompanied the looks really well as many of the looks had a rock vibe to them. There is some stunning prints. Overall the collection is vibrant and original with a brilliant retro vibe.