so frenchy, so chic

Do yourself a favour and download music by Berry and Nouvelle Vague, le plus tot possible (asap!!)

I was lucky enough to see these guys a few weeks back at Prince Bandroom thanks to the formidable So Frenchy, So Chic group, who sure know how to bring Paris to Melbourne.

Combining Berry and Nouvelle Vague in the one setting brought back fond memories of my time in Paris back in the summer of 09'...sultry warm nights strolling the Latin Quarter, pain au chocolat in hand, french jazz softly permeating my ears, sipping red red wine, whilst watching the so frenchy, so chic pass me by in a haze of glory.

But enough of my self indulgence, if you want to know more, check out my review for Laneway Magazine HERE.

Or better yet, head to HEY JO where you can catch his words with enigmatic Berry and his snaps of the gig itself. While you're there, have a look around, his blog is real niceeee.

Until we meet again however, la bonne nuit mes petits amis xx

laneway magazine for little red

Ch-check my wee little write up on Melbourne kings of doo-wop Little Red at Laneway Magazine.

http://lanewaymagazine.com.au/little-red-big-things/


I managed to pull aside guitarist and vocalist Adrian Beltrame to talk all things musical, future direction and fashion forward. Bringing the sixties back in a Beach Boy kind of way you can spy these boys lurking in and around Melbourne in Hawaiian shirts and thrifted suits...to which I am told they don't tend to wash too often. Oh the charm!

But blink and you'll miss them as London has come calling again and the boys are leaving on a jet plane later this month.

the apple doesn't fall far from the coconut tree

I grew up listening to the Rolling Stones.

I was named after Mick Jagger's daughter Jade, my sister...Angie, after the famed song.

If their albums weren't blaring at our house, then my mum wasn't home.

To me, The Stones, are the epitome of cool - Jagger a playboy rock n' roll icon, Keith Richards (to me and most likely me only) the most charming and style savvy 60+ year old going around. I actually shed tears when I heard Richards had fallen out of a tree whilst climbing for coconuts a few years back...such was my devastation at the thought of him leaving this world.

So I'm sure it comes as no surprise to find out that I am equally as obsessed with the offspring of the Stone's men. I've blogged about Georgia May Jagger before but it's Theodora Richards that has really got my heart these days. Where Georgia Jagger has the pillow lips and doe-eyed look that men so desperately fall for, Theodora Richards has the less obvious charm and the looks that you need to go searching a little harder for.

Her style is mostly glam rock but is masked with the offbeat, gritty style, that only her father can pull of.

Oh how I wish papa was a rolling stone...