what's in the bag?: the cambridge satchel company fluoro satchel

well, it's officially half way through the week. and unofficially too, i suppose (i'm not one to stand on ceremony).

so, what's going on here is a new weekly feature we're trying out, in which we have a look at a few things that are getting us through the week. starting from the bag from whence all said objects would be retrieved, right down to the industrial strength, 48 hour deodorant that i would consider keeping in a holster strapped to my thigh, except that i don't need to (that's the whole point of long-wearing deodorant i think - it's a exercise in holster-minimisation).

is any of this stuff in your bag? or are you more of a holster girl? is cleanser actually the best invention in the world? will the fluoro yellow of the cambridge satchel cause actual and lasting damage to my retinas? or will tortoiseshell specs offer adequate protection? answers on a postcard please.

satchel: cambridge satchel company @ mybag.com
leather trousers: gareth pugh @ farfetch.com
chiffon blouse: lipsy @ cargoclothing.com
boots: miista.com
specs: dsquared2, 01635277299
leather gloves: gantuk.com
scarf: david longshaw at harrods.com
cleanser: eve lom @ beautyexpert.co.uk
deodorant: mitchum @ boots

the daily poxy soundsystem: yuck -get away.

who are they: yuck

sounds like: rocking out beneath a memory foam mattress. 

why we love them: as we listened to them, while reading about the double dip recession (ice-cream anyone?), we thought, yuck, not that again. the link is tenuous, yet we've decided that their ambivalent air might be just what we need to survive yet another finanical fiasco. yay, go team yuck!

most likely to say: it's actually a big responsibility being this cool, y'know?

not out of place: blaring in a rough trade store, while disillusioned 20 something’s  pour over vinyl, wondering is anybody watching them.

something to ponder: what are the chances they would change their name to ‘ew'? it’s just so much softer on the palette isn’t it? today’s homework: work on my ‘y’ words…

[aine herlihy]

the daily poxy soundsystem: metronomy - the bay

who: metronomy.

sounds like: reading a travel guide whilst on a late night flight, descending into the lights of tokyo.

why we love them: post-metronomy you will find us in a party mood, sporting a whimsical smile,  yearning for the salt ‘n vinegar of the seaside and stuck to wall with candyfloss, suffering a sugar induced spasm.

most likely to say: we all play synth!

not out of place: getting angular on the dance floor.

something to ponder: do they actually work for a tourist board?

[callum dickson]

look at this rad thing we found #5

in early autumn we began laminating leaves; our tragic attempt to preserve the unpreservable, sic transit gloria mundi and all that lark. but more superficially, we really just liked the hot firmness of it in our hands! but our love of all things leafy took a whole new twist when we stumbled upon christina sanders blog, where she shows you step by step, how to make roses out of leaves. amazing.

but more than rose leaves, we love boyfriends who go to the bother of making them for us. gaww, now ain't that sweet!

For a step by step instruction, visit christina's blog at http://asensesublime.blogspot.com/2011/10/sublime-makes-autumn-leaf-roses.html

[images: christina sanders]

[aine herlihy]

in pictures: poxymash goes to borough markets

the daily poxy soundsystem: bos angeles- beach slalom.

who are they: bos angeles

sounds like: driving in the middle of the road at midnight, staring down headlights in a downpour,  a cigarette slipping from your lips and a crotch full of ash.  the windscreen, the road, everything a stupid blur. death to  pathetic fallacy- our life is such dumb poetry!

why we love them : their lassitude speaks to our broken bodies. we survived the working week - we are the walking wounded, you could steal our kidneys and we would just smile back benignly.

most likely to say: very little. but 93% of communication is non-verbal, so maybe actually a lot, but probably not.   

not out of place on: an episode of the o.c.  when mischa barton was having one of her ‘moments’.

something to ponder: why’s your mouth not moving mister? is that ventriloquism or have you cut ketamine with your valium again?

[aine herlihy]

something to do this weekend: manicures, cocktails and clothes, oh my!

she goes to guess! ok, so it's the weekend, and it's bloody cold. we know you want to be sitting in bed watching rubbish tv on 4od (shhhh, don't worry 4od, i still love you; it just has to be a secret love).

but might i suggest that in amongst all this tv watching, you trip your pretty self down to guess (162-168 regent street).

why? they're holding a weekend-long event to celebrate the launch of their holiday party and christmas collections, and there are a veritable bevy of treats on offer, including chocolate, manicures, cosmopolitans, hairdressers and stylists on tap. and, best of all, guess are offering 30% off all purchases (no doubt conditions apply, but i don't think they're the sign-your-life-away conditions; just regular conditions).

it runs from 10 til 5 saturday and sunday. personally, i've got my eyes on a pair of fab boots: my head is telling me to exercise restraint, but i fear that my cosmo-addled heart may lure me over to the dark side.

still, at least my nails will look fabulous.


[gussy aureli]

the daily poxy soundsystem: liz green - bad medicine

who is she: liz green

sounds like: part folk, part blues, all amazing.

why we love her: experiencing hyperglycaemia as a result of over-exposure to saccharine girlpop? she’s the antidote.

most likely to say: don’t give me none of that medicine for i'll spit it right back out.

not out of place on a: vintage emporium playlist.

something to ponder: the sunday times calls your music “haunting and beautiful”; how do you top that?

[gussy aureli]

know your banksy from your roa from your stik?

we were planning on doing the london harry potter tour. who knows, maybe we’d have found platform 9 and three quarters. but it just didn’t have enough…street cred. instead, last weekend poxymash had the pleasure of going on the london street art tour, spending saturday afternoon wandering the streets of shoreditch in the cold winter sunshine and taking in the numerous pieces of social commentary that can be found on the surrounding walls.

street art has risen in popularity, rather like a wizard on a rampant broomstick, with well-known figures such as banksy commanding six-figure sums for a single piece. there are now many new, lesser known yet exciting artists decorating the walls of cities around the globe, such as roa, who is responsible for the skeletal bird below. a prolific belgian painter, he has spent the past year travelling the world, imparting his intricate animal pieces onto approximately seventy cities.

we also heard about stik, who in contrast to roa has maybe left london once in the last ten years! as such, many of his simple, yet emotive stick men can be found all around london. we saw numerous eine lettering pieces, such as this large r, next to a face by stinkfish below. ben eine recently shot to moderate fame when one of his prints was gifted by david cameron to barack obama.

if you are looking for a way to see the alternative side of london then we thoroughly recommend this tour. and if you’re worried about our lack of hogwarts experience, towards the end of the tour we actually walked past voldemort actor ralph fiennes!

http://streetartlondon.co.uk/

[callum dickson]

in pictures: the adidas consortium x moniker projects party

the daily poxy soundsystem: weezer - only in dreams

who are they: weezer

sounds like : you're 14 again (provided you were born in the same year as i was). or, more prosaically, everyone's favourite quirky alt-rockers take on the epic last tune, and pass with flying colours.

why we love them: i loved weezer because my year 9 boyfriend loved weezer. his favourite song was my name is jonas. he also introduced me to the wrist-slittingly divine jeff buckley. so, all in all, not a bad kid (hi jono if you're reading this).

most likely to say: our lead singer shares his name with a body of water and new york state governor.

not out of place on a: stereo at 3am: the streamers are wilting, and a lone dancer sways out of time, lighter in the air.

something to ponder: did the bassist get incredibly irritable, playing the same riff for 8 minutes non-stop?


[gussy aureli]

get-your-wallet wednesday: it's kirsty doyle!

feeling irritable? spiky even? let your jewellery do the talking (so you don't have to) with kirsty doyle's acrux collection.

for those of you who haven't been instantly won over by these ultra-violet delights, don't worry: it won't make you look like the type of person that shops in camden (you know, in those shops? you know the ones we're talking about. with the scary shoes that are made out of soviet-era car tyres).

no - these spikes are made from czech crystal, so you're staying on the pretty side of punk (apologies to messrs vicious and mclaren, who are currently rolling in their graves, but, well, i like pretty things).

wallet feeling extra generous this wednesday? check out the rest of her pieces here.

acrux necklace: 259.00
acrux bracelet: 127.00


[gussy aureli]

the daily poxy soundsystem: groove armada - at the river

who are they: groove armada

sounds like : sunset at your favourite beach: sand between your toes, salt in your eyelashes and the smell of fish and chips with vinegar on your hands. don’t forget to wipe the sand off your feet before your get back in the kingswood, kids.

why we love them: um, it’s groove armada. next question please.

most likely to say: we are groove armada, we’re fond of sand dunes and salty air (and superstyling).

not out of place on a : ministry chill out compilation you buy during schoolies week in byron bay (c. 2001).

something to ponder : why can’t the weather always be balmy? and where can we get some good fish and chips?


[gussy aureli]

in which dappered get down to the business of snobbery

we love a bit of snobbery. who doesn't? it's good for the soul, and doesn't involve consuming empty calories.

boys, if you think your nose appears to best advantage in the air at a 45 degree angle, check out dappered's five types of snobs in men's style.

personal preference, or prickishness? you decide.


[gussy aureli]

[image: dappered]