No. 5 J U L I A SARR-JAMOIS

No. 5  J U L I A  SARR-JAMOIS

LISTEN.   "Shuffle a Dream," by Little Dragon

Who thought sticking your fingers in a power socket could look so cool…

How can you miss her?! 

The epitome of British individualism. Ever changing. No rules. Stand out. 

Collaborating with the who’s who of the fash-pack, keep an eye on this revolutionary stylist. 

- Kaleidoscope Eyes

No. 4 RED D E V I L

No. 4  R E D  D E V I L

LISTEN.    "Love Love Love" by Avalanche City

Black fingernails,

Red wine,

I wanna make

[that Gucci fedora]

all mine!

- Kaleidoscope Eyes

No. 3 EXTREME S K I N S

No. 3 E X T R E M E  S K I N S

SONG.    "Brother" by Matt Corby, 2012

Are they going running or are they clicking along in their stilettos? 

The trend of second-skin jeans is only heightened by the obsession with proportion. Pair an Isabel Marant Renelle navaho print jean with an oversized Acne cotton tee and B A M you’ve got off-duty model status! 

Now for pins the length of theirs…




- Kaleidoscope Eyes

No. 2 M A X I M A L I S M

No. 2  M A X I M A L I S M

Bright accents highlight even the dullest 

of outfits. Although BE WARNED; this

is not a trend to be triffeled with. Wear 

with care or prepare to be worn! Think

Celine, Christopher Kane and Jil Sander

all of whom jump into 2012 with a P.O.P.

Keep it simple; conservative appearance, 

so as to transform to mega superchic!

No. 1 M I N I M A L I S M

No. 1  M I N I M A L I S M

Designers like Jil Sander and Calvin Klein have known this for years.

Less is more...think cinnamon?

Streamline seams go hand in hand with neutral tones,

 teamed with tousled tresses and your understated turns into statement.

Oil S P I L L of style.

"...You came home for the endless summer,On the way, saw a different colour,

In the street, got a secret to repeat,

In my mind, you’re the ephemeral night..."

'Endless Summer' Jezabels 2011

Lamè. Not something to joke about. 


As she jumps over the oil spilled puddles in the rainy cobblestone path, she notices the wondering eye from the cafe window.


Was it her? Was he looking at her?! Or was it behind her?
She dares not look behind.


And in an instance, the wind chills up her spine. She grabs the corner of her gold blazer. Her black chiffon shoulders hunching. She momentarily forgets the eyes.


But then she remembers.
It must be the jacket. People always look at the jacket. 




- Kaleidoscope Eyes