My favourite Kings

I love nothing better than an outdoor gig, and circumstances will have it I'll have been to three in eight days by Sunday - Pearl Jam last Friday, Kings of Leon last night and Jay-Z on Sunday.
So yesterday at KOL in Hyde Park I was faced with the ever-difficult task of dressing for a 2-11pm Summer event, in cloud cover that threatened intense sun... easy it was not!
I plumped for this pretty functional ensemble...

Shades - Accessorize// Shorts - vintage Levi's cut-offs// T shirt - Primark// Necklace - a market in Williamsburg NY (how hip am I?!!)// Lippy - Rimmell Moisture Renew Lipstick in Lily Extase (more on this later)
Here's a better pic of the Lush Motorcycle bag I blogged about before - you can see it's pretty worn in nowadays!

So it was nice and breezy in the sun, which is good. Got filthy feet wearing my Havianas, but that goes with the territory, and the evening was slightly marred by Lovely Beth getting knocked out by a bottle (who are these drink-wielding morons? Throw it down your neck not in the air!) But all in all a great time was had by all!
Oh, and here are our happy hands!

You've left me speechless

Last night I saw Lady Gaga. The woman's a rockstar.

I've never been able to work out who and what she reminds me off. It seems like a huge cliche to say she's like Madonna, but in the flesh, onstage, in her element, the comparisons are startling. Her stage presence rivals both Madonna and Prince. She teased the audience endlessly, demanding attention and adoration before dismissing them with an expletive, like the most frustrating yet arresting love interest.

But it's her speaking voice that fascinated me. Gaga purrs through dialogue, seducing the listener with a careful meter that is almost a carbon copy of Madonna's performance throughout Justify my Love... it's uncanny, and almost can't be accidental.

Just sayin'...