Karl 'n Paris

Back to Paris. One absolutely freezing day, we were doing some touristy stuff, but at the same time trying not to look touristy. Later in the afternoon, we were on a mission to find Colette. We were not that successful, we even resulted to using our infamous tour guide. FOUND COLETTE... Across the road from Colette, staring quite intently in the general direction of the boutique, all of us think why is there such a hustle and bustle outside the shop? So we cross the road, get close to the door, I'm standing at the back of my friends. I see some of them get pushed back.. Paparazzi everywhere, screaming Paris, Paris.. I was like why are they shouting where we're at. But I was mistaken it was only Paris Hilton. Yeah so we were trying to walk in the door and she was walking out. Really manic.





The more important part to this post is, when we got back from Premier Vision. We got back to our hotel. I needed to go to the Chanel store, I was on the hunt for some particular Chanel items. So my friends came along with me to the main Chanel store at 31 Rue Cambon, as I wasn't able to get what I was looking for in any of the other stores. When we were finished we went outside, as you do, when you want to leave some place, mind you I would never want to leave 31 Rue Cambon. I will be living above there soon. So we cross the road, as I wanted to have a good look at the fashion house. It was so pretty. We all stood there in a line next to one another. We were all looking in different directions around the place. We stood near this really manky Hummer H2, we were like I bet you the person who owns this jeep is in the Chanel store. I clocked a glass door, one of which wasn't for the store. I then just heard a door buzzer, I focus in on the door, which started to open. Out came KARL LAGERFELD, with some other people. He was walking towards the manky Hummer. He started to get into the manky Hummer, aaahhhh the manky Hummer was his. But lets forget about the Hummer. We were standing about 2 metres from him. He is one of my favourite designers and an idol of mine. Totally mesmerized, we were scared to say or do anything, even though we do regret this, but it was enough to see him. We were in shock for quite some time. When his car started to pull away, we got all giggly and I was like not in front of the shop, over there, over there, away from the shop windows and out of sight of any Chanel employees. We did not want to be dissed for what we did next, like a bunch of fan girls, standing in this perfect formation, we screamed, jumped and done a lot of OMG-ing, like the social networking whores that we are, we got out our phones and let friends, family and the Internet know what had just happened. It was much like a scene out of Gossip Girl, without any bitching, sleeping with friends and carrying a sewing machine around the streets, Miss Jenny Humphrey (Little J).



Coco

COS It Could Be Coming

Rumor has it that a certain sister brand of our (well my) High Street favorite H & M, is joining the cold, grey streets of Glasgow. COS (Collection of Style).
There is not much that needs to be said about this brand. It can be on mute and still speaks volumes.

COS has a great understanding of attention to detail, with their strong, subtle and minimalist approach to design. It is consistently evident in both there men’s and womenswear collections which contend with ready-to-wear but have more of an affordable price tag.

COS incorporates fashion essentials, reinvented classics, clean-cut tailoring and simplistic colour palette, which adds to their highly sophisticated, yet quirky and fresh look. You can see this in past and present collections.
COS products are designed by Rebekka Bay (women's) and Michael Kristensen (men's). I find it inspiring what these designers do, in that difficult "mid-market" place on the high street. They do not compromising on design or fabric, but they manage to make their designs affordable.

In their flagship store on Regents Street in London, new items appear in-store almost everyday. Customers will always find something new to wear, so there is a lesser chance of bumping into someone with the same outfit on. Let’s hope that Glasgow has the same system of “new items in almost everyday”. That is an excuse to be in the City Centre on a daily basis.
I am pretty certain, that a store will be opening up. Stay posted and I’ll keep you updated.

Images from a/w 09 lookbook

http://www.cosstores.com/

Coco

The Naming of a Blog

Em: Welcome to Borders Without Fashion, a blog brought to you by a couple of fashion students, who think they have something to add to the millions of fashion blogs out there. The aim is to make it a mix of style, life at the Scottish school of textiles, and anything else we want to add really. Hopefully our wonderful flat mates, the 'top flaters' will contribute when they want to, adding to the tapestry of our blog.

Borders Without Fashion's name came about after a lot of debate, but upon seeing a poster displayed outside the clothing workshops at uni, it pretty much clinched it. Here it is:

Coco: So one beautiful Gala day Emily and I were working hard as usual in the workshops. We had both individually came across the Lez-Bean poster, that’s what it’s been nicknamed. When we seen each other later that day, we both said to one another have you seen the lesbian poster. We thought it would be funny to name our imaginary blog this, after a few attempts of coming up with names. A few days had past, we giggled some and joked some about the poster. Then Emily dared me to steal (we do not condemn stealing normally, but in this instance it was necessary)
How I managed to acquire the poster from the walls of the workshops.
Naturally took on the dare silently, meaning I didn’t agree to the dare, but in my head I was like hell yeah.
A few days pass, I was walking towards the poster with a friend. I looked at the poster, then looked at my bag, seeing if it was big enough to accommodate the poster, which would be folded. I looked at my friend, who I was in mid-convo with and said one sec, just need to grab something. I checked if the coast was clear, walking closer and closer to it, then NAB, as quick as that, it was in my bag, and then I apologized for my action to my friend and went on my way to knit.
Later that evening I went back to the flat and presented it to Emily. We laughed together for about 3 and half minutes, and we knew this was the beginning of our blog.

Em: One of the reasons the name is so appealing is because we study at the Scottish School of Textiles, in the Scottish Borders, and it is sometimes very much without fashion. Welcome to our blog!