Professional darts player

northwest is best professional darts player

When I first slunk down the stairs in this multicoloured blouse, my boyfriend told me I looked like a professional darts player. Obviously, he was complimenting me because professional darts players are able to skillfully combine sporting prowess and lager consumption. And have you heard of Anastasia Dobromyslova-Martin? She’s a world champion. I’m not a world champion in anything.

hat – charity shop // blouse – on loan from my mother // skirt – beyond retro // tights – jonathan aston // wedges – dune
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On reflection


Another Wednesday, another feminism-related blog post. This week’s topic is ‘feminist fashion-related things learnt from other women (or men).’ Whenever I hear the word ‘topic’ I think of Hot Topic by Le Tigre – it’s a right old tune. But back to the subject: what I’ve learned about feminism from other women and men is that there isn’t a single version of feminism, but lots of feminisms. There’s the fearless, wearing-it-on-your-t-shirt (well, Kathleen Hanna sweater) of Style Rookie Tavi. Then there’s the self-made millionaire feminism of Katie Price. Or the poststructuralist feminism of Hélène Cixous. Continue reading “On reflection”

Cycle Chic

northwest is best cycle chic
Yesterday, I met up with my chum LC of Naturally Cycling: Manchester for a chat about our new joint blogging project – Manchester Cycle Chic. It’s time for the internet to enjoy images of chic Manchester cyclists. Although I’ve only been cycling for a year or so, I absolutely love it and want more people to get out on their bikes in the fresh air. Look at me above, toting my handbag and wearing a miniskirt (shorts underneath). You don’t need specialised equipment, just a bicycle.

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The language of fashion

This post is my contribution to Feminist Fashion Bloggers.
Whenever I read fashion journalism, I think to myself that we need a moratorium on certain phrases and words. These include:

  • obsession. For example: “My obsessions for spring are Peter Pan collars, leatherette skirts and grey over-the-knee socks!” If you’re obsessed with such things, you need 1) a dictionary and 2) more perspective. See also: lust.
  • nude. For example: “Wow, these nude shoes make my legs look like they go on forever!” Nude is just a fancy fashun word for beige. That’s fine – after all, why say nicotine yellow when you can call it sunshine? My problem is that nude implies skin-coloured, and therefore the default skin colour is white. Obviously, it isn’t, and the word ‘nude’ in a fashion context is racially insensitive.
  • ethnic. For example: “These wooden beads and feather earrings make me look really ethnic!” I’m just going to leave this link to Sociological Images here. See also: native.
  • rock chick. For example: “For the Maroon 5 gig, I wore my best rock chick outfit!” I dislike fast fashion’s ability to reduce eras and subcultures to transient trends, especially ones that don’t require any emotional/intellectual investment. You can just go into Topshop/H&M/New Look and choose what you want to be. Once upon a time, wearing an MC5 t-shirt was a signal to other people that you were an MC5 fan, and if they were also an MC5 fan they might talk to you about Kick Out The Jams and then you’d become friends. It was a way to find kindred spirits in this miserable and unimaginative world. See also: 70s boho.
  • boyish. For example: “Heading to the beach? Boyish figures should wear ruffled bikinis to add shape!” When magazines coyly talk about boyish figures, I feel like they’re telling me ‘hey! You’re skinny and flat-chested! Your body fails to conform to our ideals of femininity and womanhood! You might want to try covering it up with ruffles and stuff! Thanks! Have a nice day!!’ See also: curvy.

A few months ago, I made a fanzine parodying some of this language. It was cut and pasted together – literally, not ctrl+C and ctrl+V’ed – as a gift for my previous housemates. If you want, you can see the full Ooooooh fanzine on my Flickr. You can find links to my fellow Feminist Fashion Bloggers over here.

Are there any other fashun words or phrases you dislike? Please share, so I can make another fanzine.


Chorlton Alternative Art Class
Last week, my friend Lauren asked me to model for the art class she runs in Chorlton. Not being one to turn down new opportunities, I said yes and had a look through my wardrobe for something suitable to wear. (Currently, it’s not a life drawing class due to the chilly temperatures.) Being scrutinised by a roomful of strangers felt a little odd at first, but the gentle scratching of pencils and brushes became quite meditative. The final work by all the artists was varied – it was interesting to see how everybody had responded and used different media. Plus I was impressed by the quality of everybody’s work, especially as some of the poses were only for three minutes or so.
So if you’re in south Manchester and have been looking for a Wednesday evening art class, you should get yourself down to Lauren’s class at the Waters Edge Centre, Manchester Road (downhill from Croma). It’s £5 and starts at 7.30pm.

Chorlton Alternative Class


northwest is best feminist
‘How do you express your feminism in the way you dress?’ came the question from Feminist Fashion Bloggers.
I scratched my head. I tapped my pen on the desk. The scheduled Wednesday posting date came and went. And how do I express my feminism in the way I dress? My answer: I don’t. Because there are many other bloggers answering the same question in an engaged and considered way, I hesitated with my response because it feels a bit curt and… well… rude.

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Etsy update

union jack purse


After some encouragement from friends and family, I’ve decided to start selling some of my handmade creations on Etsy, such as the Union Jack purse above. I’ve been listing some of the vintage clothes that I never wear on there for a while, and in the future there will be more of my own creations, including things I’ve knitted.