Saturday 30 January 2010

The sporty story of Surf-O-Matic Girl!

SUFR-O-MATIC GIRL
She joined Kredit Krunch Katwalk Krew
to save her Brother "Kitsune-Man"
Her little brother was once taken away from her side
to the dark side of the Kredit Krunch...
She ran and ran and ran to rescue him but she was not fast enough......
One day she found a disused snowboard up in the mountain
where her and her brother were brought up.
The Omatic Board started to glow when it felt her existence.....
"The Board chooses the Boarder, Miss O'matic"
she heard in her head
Then the next second ...
she was transformed into "SURF-O-MATIC" girl.......
with the magical power the Board gave her the magical clutch from
it was filled with full of MAGIC....
you will find out more what is in her clutch later on......
now she has the magical board and the clutch....
she can move fast
she can jump fast
can she save her brother from the evil Kredit Krunch ?




SURF-O-MATIC GIRL wears........
ski mask from ANON, fur hat surfer's own,vintage NYC vintage charity dress (LSD )
fur stole - sorting family hireloom, clutch by BURBERRY PROSUM,
gloves by "BURBERRY LONDON", surf boots by "VANS", board by "OMATIC"
this is her character drawing by GEORGIEandJAMES. super dooper!
sensual / mysterious / inviting / glare / fur-tastic
screaming.... calling her brothers name from the mountain top.....
but he does not return..........
beware of her lips....
she has a special winter breeze power hidden in there........
(make up ... thank you to MAC )
the detail sequin shot embroidered on the Silk Chiffon....
ooohhhh how delicate yet how powerful SURF-O-MATIC girl is!
we love the combination of texture...
and the way the colour ripples around the chest
as she flies around the winter landscape
last but not least the amazing VANS snow boots.....
it almost reminds us of some sort of insect..... but yet girly ?
the mega crazy snowboard girl is here!!!!
love it! slide it!
on that fashion snow slope now!
Will anyone help her find her poor lost bro?

Wednesday 27 January 2010

The Burberry Ghost HOMME

the "Burberry GHOSTS"
here we would like to introduce you the HOMME GHOST.
Just a gentle reminder... the Burberry Ghosts are always together....
However each one of them has their own sob story....
their own legacy....
their own issues.....
so let us unfold the second secret of the "Burberry Ghosts"
The Character Drawing by "GEORGIEandJAMES"

He was a busy city living man....
They lived in a house on the edge of the park.
the house was enormous, filled with the yapping of three dogs,
all pedigree mind....
the fourth, a mongrel, was a little mental
and would bite the hand that fed it, so it had to sadly be put down.
He also had a lovely wife.
His wife was a hard working lady and they met at work
in the banking industry, transforming all those big clients money
to those Swiss bank accounts.
He knew what he was doing to fiddle those numbers.
He was an innocent man with a dirty habit....if you know what we mean.

After the mongr-elle dog was sadly put down,
his wife became a little depressed.
He loved his wife so much that on one cold winters night he decided to
take her for some retail therapy.

They had been so obsessed with the brand "BURBERRY"
The couples' happiest moment was when they strode through their
walk-in wardrobe, smelling the Burberry's lux fabric
and breathing in the British Heritage.
When he saw the Burberry Logo reflected in her eyes
he felt that his life was full and rewarding.

His client at the bank had invited the couple to the Burberry Xmas Sample sale.
He thought this was the perfect opportunity to cheer her up after the death of the mongrel.

It was 6.45pm and he needed to see his wife at Piccadilly Circus in the next 30mins.
But he was delayed, one of his big clients had visited him late afternoon
offering him a bonus he could not turn down, (for he would be able to buy more and more Burberry)
her name was "Miss Midnight"

"Miss Midnight" was a suspicious lady.
she appeared on a rainy day out of the mist, with a strong smell of cat.
Since he was a dog person he was slightly unnerved by the scent.
She was involved in a big project to help "turn" the world, she told him.
However she did not disclose any more details about the project.
Only thing he knew was "Miss Midnight" needed more funds.

However on that evening "Miss Midnight" seemed slightly odd.
She looked mysterious with her black vintage cape from Japan with a spiky hat.

He picked up his phone to call his wife to inform her that he was running late,
but that it would be worth the wait.
Halfway through the phone call Miss Midnight's hat had started to sparkle + crackle.
Lightning had struck his phone and he was no longer able to move.
From the sparkling energy came a round red hat....
the hat flew around him and plonked itself on his head.
Before he knew it he was controlled by Miss Midnight's sparkly hat and
felt himself sit down uncontrollably in front of his computer........

The last memory he had was him transferring the entire banks of the
worlds' stock shares, investments, private accounts etc.
yes .... all those assets into Miss Midnight's un-traceable, greedy Swiss Bank Account's mouth.
Suddenly after the transaction was complete, the red hat sucked in his soul,
making him into a burberry ghost......
The collection of garments layered themselves one upon another,
he found it difficult to breathe under all that luxury!
However his love for his wife created a miracle and after he transformed
in the red hat he teleported away to look for her
......as his final wish.
The next thing he knew he was side by side with his equally soulless wife, looking fine and dandy in Burberry, but unable to appreciate it. The only thing they could appreciate, was their new mistress...... Mistress Midnight!

All around the world phones started to ring...and ring + ring again..
High powered industrial tycoons were screaming
at their poor secretaries
"WHERE HAS ALL THE MONEY GONE?!"

What would happen to them now?

BURBERRY GHOST HOMME wears mystery mask by Burberry,

inside out bodymac byBurberry Prorsum, black bodysuit worn as skirt jkt byBurberry Prorsum,

leather mac worn as wide belt by Burberry Prorsum, ponyskin shoes & trousers by Paul Smith, Hat by Puma

Strong Profile shape!


the layers are strong, and bound tightly to keep his liberty at bay!


When these heels begin to clack its time to shriek and turn your back!
the HOMME stomp
it's a sign.... when the HOMME stomp starts
it starts to sing a song of Danger......
Can you hear the whisper from the red hat + the jingle of the death bell?
if you do and you like burberry the hat may come and find you too!
be warned......

Sunday 24 January 2010

Westwood, the Woodland Wonder



She heard a scream in the forest

A scream like she had never heard before....

She hobbled to her window to try to hear what was happening next
only to find her friends, the birds, chirping not so soundly as she had remembered.

Although she could not see them, she could tell that they had been injured,
as their chirps were not that of morning glory, but that of a death rattle.

She felt for the windowsill, expectantly reaching out to desperately help,
only to find the last twitchings of her avian friends in their final moments......

Once more, and for the final time, she heard a scream,
but this scream was not the same one she had heard before....
this was a scream based around pleasure, based around debasement,
coming from the direction of her friend, the porridge maker.
She knew straight away that the whispers she had heard from her friends,
the animals and the trees in the woods, was really true...
finally making its' presence known in the world.
She also knew it would be the last time
she ever got to taste that delicious porridge.

Hurryingly she grasped for her talisman, the ancient lamplight,
and upon striking its wick, a warm glow was cast across her humble abode.
Shuffling toward the altar in front of the fire, she cast her bones
chanting for the loss of an innocent,
the innocent whose screams she had so sadly heard...
before casting out a spell that would certainly attract the attention of a hero,
one who could help her smite down the growing evil she could feel.
She could feel a presence within the spell....
someone trying to contact her? or someone for whom the message could reach?
It was one of test tubes and molecules, knowledge....science.....
....and... Morrisons.....?
together perhaps they could seek the secret
to unmasking and defeating the darkness coming ever closer
to her safe sanctuary within the forest.........


WESTWOOD THE WOODLAND WONDER wears showpiece cape by Bora Aksu,
glitter belt by Preen, leaf hat by Chloe Scrivener, tights by Agent Provocateur,
transparent shoes by SteveJ & YoniP, lamplight from John Lewis,
broom headpiece from China, ballrings from a Xmas Cracker
Silently she searches the woods for her friends.....
G.L.A.M - O.R.O.U.S....... glamorous. Just like Fergie
She calls to her woodland friends with her magic wooden whistle
Her cape in action at LFW from BORA AKSU


She lights the way for the woods

Her transparent shoes are like her vision....
she may not see what is in front of her,
but she can transparently see beyond what you do!

Barbourella - the pig queen


Character Illustration by "GEORGIEandJAMES"

Once upon a time...
there was a large, bubbly girl who lived on a farm with her parents.
She loved animals, especially pigs.
Everyday she would volunteer to help look after the pigs,
rather than go to school and play with the other children.
As a result, the other children would often swing by after school,
to taunt her for her lack of social skills, and remind her that she often smelt of swine....
.....what mean spirited children!

She dreamt of a day when she would grow up and become a beautiful swan.
Unfortunately, as the years went by, no man ever came near her,
even the other farmers, as the smell of pig
had permeated her pores so deeply that it had stuck!

She decided she would try her luck in the city,
and always surrounded herself with fresh flowers
to disguise the stench she had grown up with.

This tale gets even sadder
as i tell you that the only job she could get was typing for a large megacompany,
as she had no formal qualifications to do anything else, and there were no farms in the city.

Her boss was a mean spirited man, but she developed a large crush on him
as he was the only man who ever paid her any attention
(despite the fact that it was mainly negative attention)
and was always telling her to be 'more feminine', as despite her best efforts,
as she had grown up on a farm, fashion and femininity was not on the top of the agenda!

One day, her mean boss was screaming larger than usual,
when she was handed a note by the other, smaller,
slyer rival secretary telling her she was out of a job.
In fact they all were.

Her tiny eyes filled with tears as she thought about how she would have to move
back to the farm, and once more get closer to the pigs she loved and missed dearly
, but also back to the smell that she had finally gotten rid of
thanks to the non stop flowers she spent all her wages on.

As she packed her stuff at her pokey tiny desk,
the tears rolled down her plump fat cheeks
and splashed all over what remained of her now unnecessary paperwork.

She went back to her pokey tiny flat, and began to mentally organise
how she would begin to pack and prepare for her move back to the middle of nowhere.
As she scoured the room she saw her favourite photograph from her childhood,
one of her, the swineherd, on the farm surrounded by her old friends, the pigs.
Something swelled within her, so much so that she became filled with a desire to be with them, to be one of them, to get away from all the pain caused by her unrequited love.

She wiped the tears from her fat face and went to sit down in front of the mirror
only to find that she was no longer the tubby farm girl,
but the most beautiful woman she had ever seen!
She realised though, that beauty is a double edged sword as a simple glance to her flatmate
fell down dead at the sheer sight of her amazing face.
(who had just walked in and was demanding to know who
the beautiful woman was sitting in front of the mirror)

She removed the pig mask from her dresser, placing it so as to cover her transformation.
Picking up the transformed flowers (which had gone from living to synthetic)
Thus Barbourella - the pig queen - was born.


BARBOURELLA THE PIG QUEEN wears pigmask from Blackpool joke shop, jacket by Barbour,

vintage wedding dress from Afflecks Palace, elephant skin boots by PostMistress, tights M&S, watch from Browns,

Reindeer "Rudy" throw cape from Helsinki market, Roses fromLegoLand and Caravan Boutique

She uses her LEGO ROSE and SILVER ROSE as her weapon.
Covered in her Fur Protected Armor!

She has a shy side......
Her fem pose....
Her little gold piggy.
It is her protection Symbol.
The Golden Piggy will come to life when Barbourella is in Danger!
She uses her LEGO-ROSE
but she can also make new shapes with the LOGO to help on her journey!

Thursday 21 January 2010

BURBERRY GHOST -femme-

the "Burberry GHOSTS"....
here we would first like to introduce you the FEMME GHOST.
Just a gentle reminder... the Burberry Ghosts are always together....
However each one of them have their own story....
their own legacy....
their own issues.....
so let us unfold the first secret of the "Burberry Ghosts"
Character Drawings by "GEORGIEandJAMES"

She was a busy city girl who had a dream ......
She worked in town centre everyday working in a bank....
But her dreams were to live in the mountains with her lovely Husband.
who also worked in the city very very hard.
They had a very high standard in the way they lived.
the house they lived in on the edge of a park was retented to perfection.
A Conran obsession started the the moment they both got
promoted high up at work.
Their favourite brand was BURBERRY..
from pajamas and slippers to pants, scarfs and gloves.
Even her morning Starbucks... once she got to her office
she would poor the coffee into a Burberry Mug.
One December .... as the fashionistas will know, yes...
it's time for XMAS SAMPLE SALE......
the couple planned to attend the sale to stack up on their seasonal wears.
On the way to the Sample sale, she had a phone call from her Husband.
He sounded rather stressed and huffy on the phone.
"Hey..... I'm running late....
I know I have the invitation to the sample sale.... could you get in without me?
but I think I am gonna take a while to get to--------"
the phone got cut off....
She felt very uneasy....
The next moment whilst she was hoping her Husband was going to be OK,
a red object flew past her eyes.....and it was making a noise
as the object flew in front of her....
That is when she heard a scream....
the scream was coming from this red object......
and it surely sounded like a man's voice... HER man's voice!
her husband's screaming voice was coming from it.....
the red object landed on the wet december london pavement.......
it was a hat......
a red hat...
she picked it up and thought.
"oh... that weird it's a PUMA hat...urg! thats not Burberry.!?"

The next moment she was no longer in London covered by rain.
the Red Puma hat sucked her whole to an another world......
the world of the "KREDIT KRUNCH KATWALK KREW"
her soul was taken away.....
as the layers of Burberry garments flapped around her
she was unable to make any facial expression
....except for sheer terror.
She only knew one thing....
She could only see one thing.....
A mysterious woman, swathed in Black!

BURBERRY GHOST FEMME wears

dress worn as mystery mask by Burberry Prorsum,

black underlay mac by Burberry London, grey middlemac by Burberry Prorsum,

camel outerwings mac by Burberry London, shoes by Paul Smith, hat by Puma


wrapped in the layers and layers of Burberry.......
her face is no longer there....
although when she speaks the Burberry mask ripples as the gentle wind would gush out.
in a shape of the Knight on a horse....
yes just like the Burberry Prorsum Logo.....
Exposing her inner power she takes off another layer of Burberry
to expose more hidden layers of the Burberry beauty.........
Her powers gets stronger and stronger as she take the layers off.....
Beware...... you do not want to see her with no layers on...

The simple classic Black Burberry London Mac is exposed.......
and yet the red hat remains.....
There must be some sort of secret in that Red Puma hat......?
and she starts moving......
wiggling and wriggling to glare at you......
the FEMME dance.......
it's a sign....
when the FEMME dance starts it starts to sing a song of Danger......
Can you hear the whisper from the red hat
and the jingle of the death bell?
if you do and you like burberry
the hat may come and find you as well.......
be warned......

Monday 18 January 2010

GRIZZLY SLUT



GRRROOOAAAARRR said the The Grizzly Slut.........


Character drawing by "GEORGIEandJAMES"



She once lived in a cabin in the woods and she lived with her HubbyBear and BabyBear.
She used to enjoy listening to the birds that would land on her windowsill and sing to her whilst she tended to BabyBear, and made porridge waiting for her HubbyBear to return from logging in the forest.


However one day he had not returned home for much longer than expected.... she packed up her porridge and went searching in the forest,
leaving the windowsill birds to look after BabyBear.

Further and further into the woods she went, searching for him doing his logging.
What she found was her husband deep in the woods....
not logging..... but DOGGING.
She ran from that place unannounced..... how could he do this to her?
Her torment must have been heard by all the animals,
for none would come near her in her sadness.

By the time she got back to the cabin, her sadness was doubled....
BabyBear was nowhere to be found, and the birds were gone!

In the rocking chair sat a funny lithe figure,
his elegant but mean spirited features illuminated by the fire.
He told her the tale of the baby sacrifice by the gay doggers in the forest,
and of her husbands homosexual deception....
He offered her an option
An option she couldn't refuse in her sadness....and grief inspired madness

the stripy dark lord taught her every thing she needed to know...
A man would never deceive her again... he taught her many things...
how to seduce....
how to invite innocent men to her little cabin.....
to make a beautifully smelling porridge....
and adding so much poison in the mix........

She is happy for you to eat her porridge but once you have..........

death......

she will trick you into eating her Porrige Trickery.

Be aware!
Don't be drawn in by her SEX Appeal.
Remember! CAUTION! She is Danger! "

GRIZZLY SLUT wears
heirloom fur jacket from 'Grandma Freud', loop texture dress from H&M,shoes by Agent Provocateur,
tribal mask and bear companion, presents from the lovers of the slut, hat from lost property
her dark nails.... her tribal mask hide her heterosexual tears of disappointment
no one knows her true face....
the only 'man' living who has seen her without her mask is the Dark Lord that it is.
Killer Sex Eyes.....
To sait her madness for manflesh, the dark one gave her a baby substitute...
or is it indeed her own child, trapped by manipulative forces of darkness???
"mommy....."