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This past month has been one of the busiest in my entire life. Hence no posting on justanothermanabouttown. BUT, last month had one of the biggest pulls view wise since I started this blog early last year. I plan to be posting regularly from now on but if you log in for the images I use then it may be easier for you to follow me on Fancy too.


A beautiful platform dedicated to uploading and "fancying" other users images you like.


The users or community leaves much to be desired, passions and emotions run high and sometimes the level drops to that of a playground but as a means of obtaining beautiful images pulled from all over the globe and internet then Fancy is extremely useful.


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Giving away.

*PS, Warning in advance MANY images of a B&W nature, my trigger finger was snap happy and was feeling a little bit Testino at a party last night*

First bottle of Moét 

Yesterday was a special day for me. I was asked several months ago to "give" my sister away at her wedding ceremony and basically take the role as Father of the Bride for the day. Quite possibly the quickest year ever and equally one of the best days of my life. Only thing to equal it will be my own wedding and then subsequently my kids.... eventually, if this ever happens that is!!

Callum and family n friends

Extremely proud of myself for not allowing a tear to develop, it was very much touch and go from time to time. I also enjoyed being back in the carriage of a vintage Rolls Royce, could only think of Cuir de Russie and Duran Duran's "The chauffeur".

1935 Rolls Royce

Everyone looked beautiful. All of the men were in Kilts during the day and women were all in dresses.
My sisters dress was bespoke with masses of material, yard upon yard of tulle and silk making up a vast silvery train, stunning.

Nicola and Callum

Sister and other "sister" Sarah

I was forced into wearing a kilt. My outfit consisted of an XS Topman "collar bar" shirt and 1930's vintage collar bar, Hermés super fine silk tie, Gucci single monkstrap brogue's. A black, white and grey kilt, black bespoke jacket and waistcoat with bone buttons and mandatory black Ray Bans. I then changed into "informal formal wear" for the evening. A tailored 6 Button skinny fit DB jacket, pair of skinny black jeans (one pair from my six pairs of Cheap Monday jeans), Slim knitted black tie from Fred Perry, Louis Vuitton Loafers, vintage collar bar shirt and collar bar..........Scents of the day consisted of Frederic Malle's Une Fleur de Cassie for day wear, Penhaligon's Sartorial on fabric and YSL M7 on skin for night. My sister chose Prada Candy for her wedding fragrance under my direction. Bridesmaids wore Chanel Chance and my mother was powdered in Ghost by Ghost (by Michel Almairac ) with its pairing of peppery rose and fuzzy c-14 aldehyde like peach notes we were all very scented, scented to the high heavens.

moi and sisters work mates

Moi and Cousin Jordan

Moi and Sister friend Tash

Moi and Callum's friend

My other task was to document the evening as best as possible with my lens(even although there was a photographer on hand from 8am until 10.30pm!!!) I did managed to take quite a few snaps that "read" like a real cross section of the days events. Available to view on Facebook, *HERE* 

Nicola rolling about the floor

Mother and cousin Barry

There will be more professional shots being added to this here entry over the next few weeks when Ian at Yellow 12 gets round to editing them all down.

Nicola

I forgot just how stylishly my family can celebrate, hats off to you guys!! Tres chic.

Eva and Wedding Teddy

R U Mark Ronson?

"R U Experienced?" was my reply to that stupid question. Run away from the 40 gah-zillion people asking me if I am that master of the wheels of steel Mark Ronson. Quite clearly I am not.

In future everyone is getting "bleached" quite literally. There is a good reason for moi sticking to cocktail bars exclusively, no hassle. Live music venues cater for the dregs of society. Dixie Dreggs!!!!!

Hair cut and coloured thursday... be as well as going all out Ronson styleé then eh!?!

Aldo Sisley

Previously I have mentioned that I go through states of being absolutely obsessed with certain campaigns. Right now, right now Im pretty taken with Lily Donaldson...

 especially her shots for the Aldo campaigns.

My other guilty pleasure at the moment is the Sisley campaigns, always an underlying raunchiness.

Another "preoccupation" of mine, Ana Beatriz Barros. Phoarrr.

EleGAnT SmuTteRrY!

Makes sense, a lot of the work was shot by that photographic pervert Terry Richardson.

Wreck the joint.

Buzzee as a Bee.

Back once more for two weeks straight in the lovely environs of Hope Hairdressing one of Scotlands leading hair salons.

There will be a lack of postage this week and the following, that i do promise!

The mornings are bleary eyed, the days are smashingly good and the nights are a haze of Sobranie smoke, Vesper trails, plumes of Tom Ford's Black Orchid and have involved a lot of late late nights..... no rest for this wicked little worker bee.

Buzzzzzzzzzzzz!

No Lillet in my usual cocktail bar god only knows what vermouth they were using...... bitches.

Over and out.