She's been dressed by Marc Jacobs, styled by Katie Grand and interviewed by Vogue. By anyone's standards, Miss Piggy (who glamorously refers to herself as "moi") has earned her fashion stripes - so it was only a matter of time before M.A.C came calling. The result is a new collection to celebrate the release of her new film The Muppets which hits screens February 10th. 

Edited by Viola Levy - Yesterday at 6:53pm

Absolute's latest addition to its limited edition bottles will no doubt become a sought-after collector's piece. Following a long line of designers and artists to put their creative hand to the bottle, is Jamie Hewlett, whose London cityscapes are an ode to the fashion, art and culture scenes of the Big Smoke. 

And if you haven't flicked through many or any of his famed Tank Girl magazines which I've spotted a few of recently as Paul Smith in Notting HIll, take a look - the guy responsible for the Gorillaz graphics is an incredible artist.

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Edited by amahrose - 03 Feb 2012 at 2:42pm

Although most of us are prone to downing different, if not questionable varieties of alcohol from time to time, we are thankfully starting to learn and appreciate how various spirits should be drunk - slowly and with an air of understanding and refinement. Real tequila lovers will be pleased to hear that Mexico's number one tequila spirit, El Jimador is making it's debut on British soil. Made from 100% agave, El Jimador has no added sugar making the taste smoother, tastier and more balanced than the usual stuff. Available in three varieties, El Jimador is set to change people's stereotypical opinions of the Mexican spirit. R.I.P. tequila slammers of the nasty kind.

Edited by MLVH - 02 Feb 2012 at 8:16am

Last week saw five ice blocks appear outside Canary Wharf tube station - containing bikinis no less. The Defrost Your Swimsuit project came courtesy of the Greater Fort Lauderdale Visitors Bureau who encouraged a bit of interaction from inquisitive Londoners. Willing passers-by had their photo taken behind the iced bikinis, but if you fancy a go yourself, check out their app which will transport you and friends virtually into one of their swimsuits - no need to worry about that pasty complexion either!

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By Nicola Kavanagh

As the fashion crowd partakes in its seasonal (but short-lived) departure from Paris, following the couture shows, one event is sure to be at the forefront of every sartorialist’s mind (those that were lucky enough to receive an invite that is). The triumphant re-opening of the iconic Prada Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré store. Miuccia herself hosted a spectacular late night dinner for the good and the great of the fashion world and for the rest of us there were champagne, canapés and adorable little clutches as gifts – we weren’t complaining! Walking through the four story maison is like taking a journey through the mind of Miuccia herself. Starting the sensorial journey with women’s wear in the basement, (albeit the most glorious basement we’ve ever seen) crisp white shirts with diamante encrusted collars lie in neat little piles while the Spring/Summer collection dresses simply drip luscious colours and prints du jour from the rails.  On the ground floor there are rainbow walls of Prada’s staple bags and sunglasses plus a whole section dedicated to the new jewellery range (yes we all want one of those delectable oversized diamond belts blossoming with ceramic roses). On climbing the second floor, men’s wear ruled supreme and one may lounge on luminous ostrich leather sofas whilst leisurely admiring the considerable array of footwear on offer.  And finally; the VIP floor, which, I am afraid to say most mere mortals may never get to see, however the orange, velvet-clad walls created sumptuous private ‘cells’ which will no doubt feature in, or provide inspiration for, numerous fashion editorials over the next few seasons. Yet another triumph under Mrs Prada’s belt. 

Edited by amahrose - 30 Jan 2012 at 6:57pm

Artist: Momus

Title: Circus Maximus

Year: 1986

Label: Él Records  

Personnel: Nick Currie, Neil Martin (emulator 2), Jane Davies (vocals)

Tracklisting: Lucky like St. Sebastian, The lesson of Sodom (according to Lot), John the baptist Jones, King Solomon’s song and mine, Little lord obedience, The day the circus came to town, The rape of Lucretia, Paper wraps rock, Rules of the game of quoits

Glass say…

Once described by Mojo as ‘England’s greatest living artist’, Nick Currie prefers to describe himself as someone who churns out ‘scruffy electronic pop for shy Japanese girls’. An obscenely talented and consistently controversial Scot, Currie’s debut was, however, as far from electronic pop as Lands’ End is from John O’Groats.

Highly literary and beautifully melodic, ‘Circus Maximus’ is a breathtaking mixture of gentle acoustic guitar and varied keyboard embellishments of largely acoustic sounds, thanks to the use of the emulator sampler. Currie’s fragile, melancholic voice is the perfect vehicle to explore the gamut of tragic biblical and historical figures referenced here. Particular highlights include the haunting ‘St. Sebastian’ and chanted chorus of ‘Little Lord Obedience’, alongside much lighter moments such as the folky ‘Quoits’ and ‘The Day the Circus Came to Town’, which introduces an ongoing interest in cabaret (and chanson) stylings.

Considering how timeless and homeless much of Currie’s work is, Momus may well indeed be SCOTLAND’s greatest living artist.

Edited by amahrose - 30 Jan 2012 at 12:02pm