Here we go, everyone. Get ready for hundreds of James Bond tie-ins…

Shaken or stirred. We warn you, shaken might get messy

What would a suave, internationally renowned, government assigned assassin with a reputation as a ladies man who looks quite buff in pale blue swimwear wind down with at the end of the day?

Would it be a martini, shaken not stirred, as legend has it? Maybe a vintage champagne from the cellar of an evil pussy-stroking villain? No. Don’t be silly. It would be a Coca Cola Zero. Now, wouldn’t it? What with it having no sugar and yet not being all girlie like Diet Coke and everything.

That’s the sticky drink of choice for our Jamie Bond. Or so Coca Cola would like you to think (and have spent top dollar to get you to think in an exclusive tie-in). Mind you, who thought it was a sports drink because it was plastered all over the Olympic games? 

Ooh, look, new jeans. London ones.

Lower, lower, lower

There’s nothing quite so delicious of a Monday morning than a gennelman opening up the front of his jeans to reveal there ain’t nothing going on but (his means to get the) rent (money) in terms of pantage.

Which is why this image for a new brand of jeans called Trousers London (which is a pretty funny name. Ha ha. For jeans) caught our eye. Then we decided we’d investigate further and found that…

a). they are jeans we would actually, you know, wear. 

b). top hats look really cool (well, Madonna’s doing them on her latest tour).

c). London (and Trousers London) style is actually quite cool.

See more of the goods (not the goods inside those jeans; the real goods as in the schmutter) over the jump. And a link to their hot new website… Continues…

Who wants to see a wanky new advert for a smelly starring James Franco who’s wanky in a whole other sense of the word…?

Mmm, smelly.

Gucci have a new smelly out, for the mens. It’s called Gucci, Pour Homme. Which kinda confuses us seeing as there’s already Gucci Pour Homme II, which sorta presumes No. II predated the original. Or something. That hurt.

But if you’re able to reconcile the above, you may like to touch yourself up whilst looking at the moving picture advert for Gucci, Pour Homme, for it stars James Franco off-of oh hello, and not only do we have the proper real-life advert, but a behind-the-scenes jobbie - which shows just how much effort goes into making a fragrance commercial that looks just like every other fragrance commercial made in the history of dollies. Continues…

Are you wet-weeing yourself over the Comme des Garcons collection for H&M? Hmmmn?

S'fashion.

Seeing as the weather’s nowt short of schizo at the moment and c) and d), we’ve been getting fair-to-middlin’ excited over our Autumn wardrobes. Actually we haven’t really, we just needed an intro and couldn’t think of anything.

So, segueing neatly into a little story about the muchos anticipated Comme des Garcons collection for H&M, we bring you these pictures. Of the Comme des Garcons collection for H&M. Spooky.

We have one thing to say: dry shampoo. Continues…

Oh, look at that funny glass…

Stemware!

Innit weird, though?

And more than just a glass, it’s actually the runner up in the Bombay Sapphire (our fave gin!) designer glass competition (which is prolly why it’s blue: you know, currying favour).

It comes from Benjamin Herbert Studio (funny name!) and it’s not available, not even for ready money. Not yet, anyways. 

That’s it. The end. Thank you for coming. 

Never be afraid of colour!

Zinnnggg!

You’ve done colour in a sunglass.

You’ve done colour (and clashing) in your summer collection (no doubt fluoro-bright polos with a block colour short).

You’ve even done colour in a Croc (if you have, by the way, can you now leave? Go on, get out!)

Now, bring colour to the end of your arm. To be more precise, your wrist. With these very bright plastic watches from the Toy Watch Fluoro collection. We likee. We likee very muchness. See them flicker here

Bags of Style/Bag It Up/Bag Lady/Lady Bag/Ladyboy*

Fancy.

This bag may just save your life. Well, the likelihood of that is quite slim unless you were small, sat inside of it, attached it to a parachute so that it resembled a hot air balloon of sorts and lept out of a plane that was hurtling towards a sad, sad end in a Lost sort of scenario - but we were a bit stuck for a good opener.

Anyways and stuff, this is the Buffalo Bag from Aspinal of London and it is fast becoming the bag of the dolly season. The bag of the dolly season, in fact. Handmade and coming in black and brown, it’s a baggy dream of calf skin leather with black hide, red grosgrain lining and solid brass zippertee zip zips, the Aspinal signature brass and gold finish rivets and studs and… well, it’s all pounds, shillings and pence to us but it’s forcing us to believe it.

Oh, it’s a travel bag, incidentally, but not exclusively. If your gym was, say, Third Space rather than, say, Camden Fitness Centre you may care to use it as a gym bag. If you were one of the womens, you may like to use it as a Mary Poppins style carry-all. If you were a dolly, it would probably be your handbag.

It-no-cheap, however. 725 English gold coins, in fact, but that’s the price of quality loveliness. And we’re so on a Primark backlash. Eugh. Last time we went in there - and when we say last time, it was also our first - we were slicing through the static and northern accents with a Swiss Army Knife.

Aspinal’s homo home on the interdolly.

Stockists: 0845 052 6900

*Choose lame punning headline accordingly.

Sly Fox Kitsuné reveals new collection

How very 'Ian Botham'
Kitsuné’s A/W or F/W - depending on what parts you’re from - line has been revealed and quite nice it is too. Or boring - depending on what parts you’re from.

The collection, called ‘A New Fox in Town’ features a lorra cardis, cashmere knits and blazers, most of which come in a variety of creams and beiges and off-whites. All this comes c/o the kerazy noggin of French designer Masaya Kuroki and you can see more of his Preppy McPrep creations after the hurdle… Continues…

Why can’t our local baths look like this?

Ooh, tranquil.

Well, to be fair, our local swimming emporium ain’t that bad, but we bet you won’t get a Mickey Mouse plaster stuck between your thighs mid-front crawl in this new bathing complex in Le Havre in Franceland, as designed by Jean Nouvel off-of famous architect. Well, to be fair, it ain’t a Mickey Mouse plaster you get stuck between your thighs neither but this is a family show, people.

Anyways, Jean Nouvel’s fancy baths in Le Havre are dead nice. Clean lines and a whole load of white on white on white and a funny coloured bit that looks like fun and whirlpools and lap pools and just pools and men in trunks - we can’t believe someone hadn’t thought of just such a concept before.

There are more pictures apres le jump. And this is Jean Nouvel on the interdolly. Talking of whom, he’s designed a new retail/office complex next to London’s glittering St. Paul’s which is, if we’re being honest about these things, a bit shit. And we know we can say that coz we asked someone who writes about architecture for a living what our official opinion on the matter should be, and he said, and-we-quote, ‘it’s a bit shit’. Continues…

Oh, the smell of it!

Mmm, delicious

It’s supposed to smell like a man fresh from the shower (can we not see a picture of a man fresh from a shower, in that case, please? We don’t think it’s asking too much!) and it’s the newie from that lovely Mrs. Prada.

Oh, and the model is one Rogier Bosschaart. Who is Dutch. And unknown. To us, at any rate.

Oh, and a bit whatever…

Only our boyfriend could get away with a dolly silver D&G short…

Our David.

Does, however, seem to be missing a hand.

*panics*

So this is David Gandy in another D&G whatsit. For their GYM range. They is working him like a bitch, innit.

So let’s look at David in his pants… Continues…

Bored of your Boots No 7 Anti-Ageing Serum? Fancy a whole-lot-more-expensive one? Course you do.

I'll have 23 bottles, please.

We give you……………..*looks at watch*……………… ’h’ serum, by 3LAB.

Now those with their snouts pushed firmly against the beauty parlor window will know that firstly this has been around for a wee while but deux-ly it’s pretty damn hard to get hold of. This is for why:

It actually works.

What it is, is, is an ‘age-defying booster’ that contains Nano-Claire GY (TM, btw. We have to put a TM), which is an HGH (human growth hormone. Crikey) which ‘tones, firms and lifts the skin while discouraging pigmentation’. We like ‘discourages pigmentation’. It’s forcing us to believe it.

Oh, but we don’t have to be forced to believe it, ’cause apparently everyone who’s used it thinks it’s the best thing ever and ever and ever, amen. Even after ten days of usage you can see the difference, we hear, with skin looking brighter and plumper with less fine lines ‘n’ wrinkles ie. You’ll be scientifically more beautiful.

And the reason we mention it now? It’s very tricky to get hold of this side of the dolly Atlantic owing to it being good and popular and good some more. But Selfridges (Oxford Street) has just got a batch of the stuff in, so get your corky wedges on and get down there quick-smart before they run out. It’s not cheap - around the £100 mark - but, you know, swings and roundabouts. And bum-chums will be dead impressed when they see it on your bathroom shelf/Habitat storage solution.

John Galliano, the smell*

John? Jake? It's all pounds, shillings and pence to us...

Dear smelly watchers,

John Galliano’s releasing one. By which we mean a smelly.

The details are thus:

Release: 28th September

Olfactory things: Rose, lavender, bergamot, violet and amber.

Sex: Apart from yes please, ‘Female’. Not that that’ll stop anyone.

Ou se trouve: Harrods :-(

ps: The bottle’s gonna look like a pink Galliano gown, the eau de parfum’ll be available in three different sizes, and there’ll also be a shower cream, body lotion and body scrub-a-dub-dub,-three-men-in-a-tub.

*pps: We’re aware that isn’t a pink bottle resembling a Galliano gown up there; it is, however, Jake Gyllenhaal with his top off. And Jake sounds like John.

Hell. O.

Come get it.

This gennelman here doesn’t quite know it yet, but he’s our new boyfriend. There may be a slight issue in the fact that we have no idea who he is, but often that helps. Easier not to get involved. Complicated-age, you know?

Oh but back-track… we do know a little about him. He plays for some team in Italy. Football we think. Which means he’s prolly a footballer, and might even be Italian though not necessarily.

He also has some rather hot team mates. And you know Dolce & Gabbana? Yes, they. Anyways, seeing as they have quite an eye for the mens, ’specially bummable ones, they’ve decided to design some frocks for these sporting gents and c) and d). In a nutty shell, D&G have called it their GYM collection, in-brackets Milan Beach Soccer.

What this really boils down to is that after break-age, there are more pics of hot gennelmen in teeny-tiny pants. Hooray! Continues…

Oh David, we never knew you cared…

Save the seamen

Our bummable husband-ette David Gandy is kind to trees. And the sea, it seems. He’s fronting this campaign, see, for the Environmental Justice Foundation in which he’s wearing a Katherine Hamnett-designed tee - very fetching it is, too. ‘Specially on the floor at the end of a bed in a bumming-esque scenario - for-to-raise money for the EJF’s ‘Save the Sea: Defending Oceans’ campaign against ‘pirate fishing’. Snappy.

The t-shirts cost 40 English golden coins each, come in sizes for the mens and girls, and 100% of proceeds goes to the campaign. None of this, ‘oh we’ll just take 78% to cover admin costs’.

Got the urge? Buy one/several, here.

Let’s now look at David with a hint of front bottom. Continues…