Hello Again

Believe it or not mes amis, I have managed to commit myself to another blog post today: two out of two, good work eh?
The topic of today's post: Cool girls in long floaty dresses.

As a roundabout way of explaining why i was led into this topic being my primary thoughts upon waking this morning, i will tell you that i fell asleep reading Wuthering Heights last night. Bizzarely, i never read this novel when i was a school aged whippersnapper despite being a general Brontë fan. (Did you know incidentally, that they weren't actually originally Brontës? They were called Brunty and their dad decided to mix it up with that cheeky accent, one can only imagine to make them sound a smidgen more exotic.)

Anyhoo for those of you who can't make this link already... Naturally upon waking up (from a dream where me and Antonio Banderas danced to 'Buenos Aires' from Evita- AMAZING) and delving back into the novel to finish volume II, i decided to mark the occasion with a youtube watch of Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights. In the 3.43s for which i watched this video i was converted into believing all that i wanted to do in life was wear long floating gowns, letting my hair contort into a style medusa would enjoy, and run barefoot in the woods.

In order to further this conviction, I followed this video up with Babooshka: I had forgotten that this video (although not the song, in my opinion) is EVEN BETTER. The leotard, the veil, the DOUBLE BASS and the casual warrior costume... the 'mirror' effect on the double bass at 1.43, although ridiculous in terms of technical merit, is actually fantastically effective in its retro glory. Ah, Kate.

I moved on to consider what modern day figures represent the same kind of art meets fashion meets ethereal wonder. Whilst I can acknowledge that Lady Gaga does some fantastically eccentric things, i have to admit that it is undoubtedly Florence Welch who really gets the 'Cool girls wearing floaty dresses' crown.

And so i leave you all with this, listen and enjoy while i prepare a wreath of flowers for my head, drape myself in some bed sheets and go for a run around the rainy fields of England.

Bisous.