Monday, 13 December 2010

What I Wore Today #14

What I Wore Today #14
What I Wore Today #14 by CandidateForWax featuring a long cardigan

Grey boyfriend cardigan - £10, Primark
Floral playsuit - £13, Primark
Black opaque tights - £8, Topshop
Black flats - £4, Primark

Friday, 10 December 2010

What I Wore Today #13

What I Wore Today #13
What I Wore Today #13 by CandidateForWax featuring denim leggings

Black boyfriend cardigan - £8, Primark
Basic stripe shell top - £12, Topshop
Jeggings - £7, Ebay
Combat boots - £25, Ebay

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

What I Wore Today #12

What I Wore Today #12
What I Wore Today #12 by CandidateForWax featuring ankle boots

Cable knit cropped sweater - €17, Vintage store in Amsterdam
Black bodycon skirt - £22, Toshop
Black opaque tights - £8, Topshop
Combat boots - £25, Ebay
Tiger's eye ring - Gift

Tuesday, 7 December 2010

What I Wore Today #11

What I Wore Today #11
What I Wore Today #11 by CandidateForWax featuring ankle boots

Black boyfriend cardigan - £8, Primark
BDG Burnout Tank - £9.99, Urban Outfitters
Jeggings - £7, Ebay
Combat boots - £25, Ebay
Red pashmina (worn as scarf) - Gift

Monday, 6 December 2010

What I Wore Today #10

What I Wore Today #10
What I Wore Today #10 by CandidateForWax featuring cotton tops

Plaid shirt - £28, Topshop
High waisted jeans - £40, Topshop
Combat boots - £25, Ebay
Blondie necklace - £6, ASOS

Sunday, 21 November 2010

Selling Myself Short

I'd never really paid that much attention to Emma Watson, or to people raving about her looks. That isn't to say I never thought she was pretty, as she's obviously exquisite, but I'd never really given much thought to the hype as it were.

That was all to change when, one fine morning, a friend came on Facebook chat and excitedly linked me to the above photo of her. Her stint as Hermione finally over, Emma got her long locks chopped off in favour of a Mia Farrow-style pixie cut.

The cut polarised opinion; for every fashion blogger in raptures over her new look, it seemed there was at least another person in cyberspace appalled at Emma's decision. I for one sided with the former. Having never paid that much attention to her before, I was now enthralled. What a face! It had never struck me before that she should cut all her hair off, but now here she was, looking as if she was born for just such a cut.

It got me thinking about my own hair. I'd already toyed with going a bit Mia Farrow myself way back in July (as can be seen in this post). Would I actually dare to do it now? I already had pretty short hair as it is, hair I liked in fact. As someone who always went by the motto 'If it ain't broke, don't fix it' for other people's hair, should I just take my own advice this time.

After a few more months umm'ing and aah'ing, I finally decided to take the plunge and booked myself in for a cut at Mufti. Which, by the way, anyone who lives in the Manchester area should think about checking out, as it's really decently priced and the staff were fantastic. Having already asked me what I wanted over the phone, the hairdresser also went through some magazines with me to be absolutely sure of what I wanted. In about 45 minutes, someone with very little hair about their face stared back at me. I was infatuated and more than a little bit relieved! The hair actually looked...GOOD!

Throughout the day, I got tons of compliments on it and waking up the next morning was utterly refreshing, as I managed to shave a good 20 minutes off my routine by not having to touch my hair at all. It's safe to say I've fallen, hook, line and sinker, for the Mia Farrow 'do. Pictures soon to follow!

Friday, 19 November 2010

What I Wore Tonight #2

What I Wore Tonight #2
What I Wore Tonight #2 by CandidateForWax featuring a strapless jumpsuit

Faux fur leopard coat - Gift
Black jumpsuit - £15, Ebay
Black patent leather heels - £8, Vintage
'Blondie' necklace - £6, ASOS
Liquid eyeliner - £4.99, Rimmel

What I Wore Today #9

What I Wore Today #9
What I Wore Today #9 by CandidateForWax featuring opaque stockings

New Mia Farrow-esque haircut! - £28, Mufti
Black body - £10, Dorothy Perkins
Vintage floral skirt - £12, Freshmans
Lace tights - £10, ASOS

Tuesday, 16 November 2010

What I Wore Today #8

What I Wore Today #8
What I Wore Today #8 by CandidateForWax featuring a floral necklace

Black body - £10, Dorothy Perkins
Vintage Mini Kilt - £13, Pop Boutique
Black opaque tights - £8, Topshop
Tan brogues - £10, Vintage
Teapot necklace - Gift

Monday, 15 November 2010

What I Wore Today #7

What I Wore Today #7
What I Wore Today #7 by CandidateForWax featuring military boots

Retro black and white sweater - £8, New Look
High waisted shorts - £28, Topshop
Black oqaque tights - £8, Topshop
Combat boots - £25, Ebay

Friday, 12 November 2010

What I Wore Today #6

What I Wore Today #6
What I Wore Today #6 by CandidateForWax featuring slip on shoes

Grey boyfriend cardigan - £10, Primark
Black bodycon cotton dress - £7.99, H&M
Black opaque tights - £8, Topshop
Black ballet flats - £4, Primark
Red pashmina (worn as scarf) - Gift

Thursday, 11 November 2010

What I Wore Today #5

What I Wore Today #5
What I Wore Today #5 by CandidateForWax featuring a leggings hosiery

Vintage leather jacket
Floral tea dress - £10, Primark
Grey knee socks - £4, ASOS
Black ballet flats - £4, Primark
Red lipstick - £5.99, Rimmel

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

Sunday, 7 November 2010

What I Wore Today #3

What I Wore Today #3
What I Wore Today #3 by CandidateForWax featuring ankle booties

Slouchy black sweater - £5, Primark
Polka dot shorts - £12, Motel
Combat boots - £25, Ebay
Tights - £8, Topshop

What I Wore Today #2

What I Wore Today #2
What I Wore Today #2 by CandidateForWax featuring long sleeved tops

Vintage leather jacket
Retro black and white sweater - £8, New Look
High waisted jeans - £40, Topshop
Combat boots - £25, Ebay
Vintage charm bracelet - Gift

Friday, 5 November 2010

What I Wore Tonight #1

What I Wore Tonight #1
What I Wore Tonight #1 by CandidateForWax featuring a leather handbag

Blouse - £38, Topshop
High waisted jeans - £40, Topshop
Tan brogues - £10, Vintage
Cream quilted bag - £3, Primark
Owl ring - Gift
Plum Lipstick - £8, Revlon
Liquid Eyeliner - £5, Rimmel

What I Wore Today #1

What I Wore Today #1
What I Wore Today #1 by CandidateForWax featuring denim leggings

Vintage leather jacket - Used to belong to my mum
Vintage Pearl Jam vest - £15, Camden Market
Jeggings - £7, Ebay
COmbat boots - £25, Ebay

Saturday, 28 August 2010

The Kids Are Alright

Name: Amanda Murphy
Age: 19
Height: 5'11
Measurements: 34-25-35
Shoe Size: 9.5 (UK 8/EUR 40.5)
Hair - Brown
Eyes - Brown
Agency - IMG Models

I was doing my geeky rounds of modelling agencies' development boards to keep my eye on any fresh new faces, when one face in particular caught my eye, that of Amanda Murphy. Something about her really reminded me of the alterna-chic, edgy models of the 90s, such as Milla Jovovich. I could totally imagine her kicking ass in some Luc Besson movie. She also reminds me of a young Linda Evangelista, particularly in photos like this one:

She also has legs for days:

But what I like most about Amanda is that she isn't just some cutie who will fade into the background of any fashion show or editorial she's in. Amanda's way more likely to have a special appeal. You wouldn't book her for a Covergirl campaign, but you would definitely think of her to represent a label or editorial with grit and edge.

In addition to being signed with IMG, the biggest modelling agency in the world, Amanda is also signed with Elite Model Management in Chicago and Women in Milan. She may be new on the scene, but I predict big things for Amanda Murphy.

Wednesday, 25 August 2010


Pretty much anyone who knows me can tell you I do not dress for the weather. I'm the kind of girl who decides to invest in a chunky knit for July and dallies about in December in shorts. My friends more commonly greet me with 'Are you not FREEZING?' than 'Hi, you alright?'

However, that all looks about to change with Topshop's new knitwear. I literally want everything, which could get me in a lot of trouble, as with autumn coming up I can actually pass it off as a legitimate purchase rather than a 'Seemed like a good idea at the time, now get to the back of my wardrobe!' affair.

I turn 21 in October by the way, just to throw that out there.

Saturday, 21 August 2010

Dance the Way I Feel

Yesterday, at Pukkelpop Festival in Belgium, the frontman of Ou Est Le Swimming Pool committed suicide. His name was Charles Haddon and he jumped from a telecommunications mast into the car park. He was 22-years-old.

I went to see Ou Est Le Swimming Pool sometime this spring. I remember very little about the night, but I do remember having a great time and thinking them a very promising band. In honour of Charles and this tragic loss, I'm posting a great song by the band, 'Dance The Way I Feel'.

RIP Charles Haddon.

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

She Is The New Thing

Height - 5'8.5
Measurements - 32-24-34
Dress size - 2 (UK 6/EUR 32)
Shoe size - 8.5 (UK 7/EUR 39.5)
Hair - Blonde
Eyes - Blue
Agency - Trump Model Management

Ashley Smith first appeared around the modelling scene in January this year, although I shamefully didn't notice her until I saw her interview in i-D some months after. Her refreshingly cool attitude and unconventional good looks threw me straight away.

What's most interesting about Ashley is that she seems to symbolise a new direction modelling is taking. Often compared to Lara Stone, Ashley has D-cup breasts and gappy teeth you could stick pennies in. She's the epitome of all that is debatable in fashion - where large breasts are generally not favourable - and in the 'real' world, where Ashley's alluringly imperfect teeth probably won't be understood by everyone.

However, is Ashley fast-tracking towards success, or is her look a mere flash in the pan in the somewhat uniform world of modelling? Only time will tell.

Friday, 13 August 2010

My name is Mary-Jo...

...and I'm an Ebay-holic.

I didn't want to admit it, in fact I'd vehemently deny it if anyone accused me - 'I can stop bidding whenever I want...I just don't want to!'

However, every addict gets a wake-up call; that huge epiphany that shows you what started out as a harmless vice has finally gone too far.

So there I was, happily browsing some vintage beauties on my clothing Mecca, when I realised something. That bath I'd been running, to have before I cleaned the house (hey, I have to be clean if I want other things to be clean, right? Right?)...well that's been running for quite some time, hasn't it?


Dashing upstairs as fast as my little legs could carry me, I breathed a sigh of relief when I realised that, yes, the bath was deep enough to go swimming in, but I hadn't created an Atlantis for my cat, guinea pigs, budgie and valuables to live in. I happily settled into my bubbly palace, but couldn't shake off how close I was to possibly damaging the house. And all because I just love Ebay so much. I'm not normally so irresponsible - ditzy, sure, but not irresponsible.

The problem is that Ebay is...well it's bloody amazing quite frankly. And it's very easy for someone as obsessed with fashion as I am to spend far too much time and money on it. Bidding often starts at 99p, so it's dangerously easy to justify buying 10 million more things and conveniently forget about P&P costs.

I'll spend hours trawling its pages (sort of the online equivalent of TK Maxx) for clothes I've made up in my head, dresses that probably don't exist and never have, clothes that probably won't even fit right when they do arrive and will end up gathering dust in the back of my wardrobe.

I've ended up hating people I've never met, declaring mental vendettas against probably very nice people who just happened to commit the mortal sin of outbidding me in the last 10 seconds. I'm actually a very nice person in real life, but Ebay turns me into a bloodthirsty fiend, who would probably fight you to the death for those pixie boots.

Clearly action needs to be taken, after these items have ended, I won't buy anything else from that wretched place again...probably...

Saturday, 31 July 2010

The Sheffield Summer Vintage Fair

I've just got back from Sheffield's summer vintage fair and boy is that place like Disneyland for me! Gorgeous vintage dresses, tops, hats, shoes and bags everywhere you look, throngs of well-dressed people and a stall selling tea and cupcakes - you can't go wrong.

As much as I wanted to stay in there all day, I also didn't want to drag my boyfriend around for too long, as sadly the menswear section wasn't particularly big (he's also quite a skinny man, so finds it really hard to find vintage clothes that fit him). With that in mind, I narrowed my (potentially millions of) purchases to two tops. One is a loose, dusky pink blouse in a pussybow style and the other is a white sweater in the style of a polo neck. They're both so gorgeous and I have absolutely no idea which one to wear to the street party tonight. Decisions, decisions...maybe I'll muse it over one of the fair's Fancie Cupcakes.

Monday, 26 July 2010

The Power of Shirt

(Sing the title of this entry to 10cc's 'The Power of Love'. Go on, you know you want to!)

I've spent most of my weekend wearing - and being in love with - the crisp, white men's shirt. Not only is it versatile, but it's also inexpensive and not very difficult to find. I swapped a t-shirt of mine (that was originally Tom's) for my brother's old one, as he said white shirts highlight his 'funny nipples'. After cringing at this excess of information, I set to finding ways to wear it. I think my favourite so far is tied in a knot at the front with high-waisted shorts or jeans, or a simple black dress teamed with brogues, which is how I chose to strut out on Saturday. I got lots of compliments on it and while definitely be trying it with the white shirt's denim and plaid brothers and sisters.

Well, if it works for Carmen and Liya...

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

She's Got The Look

For those of you that don't know, it's a website with impossibly beautiful women (and men for that matter) flaunting their fashionable wares. Some find it enthralling, some self-obsessed, but I look at it as a source of inspiration. All too often I'll be walking down the street, see someone with a great outfit on and immediately want to run after them and ask where they got it. With Lookbook, that is a thing of the past, as users also put up where they got each item from. Sometimes it's not possible to get the piece you might want, but it's also a great way to form ideas from your own wardrobe, which is what I shall be doing with some of my favourite looks today: "Streets of Norrköping" by Ebba Zingmark - Jacket H&M

I love the mix of preppy and geek chic in this outfit. I'd probably recreate it myself with my navy boyfriend blazer, red pashmina (which I use as a scarf), thick socks and this Topshop rock t-shirt dress:

I bought it for the festival season, but I think the straight shape and soft jersey feel would be a cool replacement for Ebba's grey dress.

Monki Wedges, H&M Flower Skirt, Viviennewestwood Accessory, Pretty Vacant Who's a Pretty Boy? // "Let's crash that Party ♪" by Mio Babylove //

If I could only wear one outfit in my life, it would probably be something like this. I have a skirt like that, I have big boots and ripped tights and I have my own handpainted t shirts with writing on them. I even have my beloved leather jacket, although I think I'd trade in Old Faithful for the beautiful jacket Mio is sporting. The lapels, studs and buttons are just fantastic. "There's some sweetness going around." by Coury Combs - Vintage Clogs, H&M Peter Pan Jacket, Urbanoutfitters Ruffled Shorts

This is just cute with a capital C. I adore the blue peter pan jacket and would probably try and create a similar effect with an oversized denim shirt. I adore the vintage clogs, although I probably walk like a prat in them, so I'd stick to Urban Outfitters clogs, which have a handy strap at the back. Weirdly, I have an alarmingly similar top to Coury's (I suspect she also got hers from Urban Outfitters), although mine has this 'Alice's Adventures in Wonderland' illustration on it:

Buy your own for £28!

Monday, 19 July 2010

Crazy for Camel

No I don't mean this:

Although HOW CUTE?

I mean the colour camel, currently tipped to be very big come Autumn/Winter time.

Now, I love fashion, but I'm not exactly a slave to trends. If I see something and like the look of it, I buy it, not really caring how bang on it is. It's not that I actively rebel against trends, it's just that I don't actively hunt them either. I don't care what anyone says; some trends do not look good on a 5'3 girl with a blow-up doll figure. Harem pants for example are best left to 5'10, runway-ready matchsticks and even then the prospect of a baggy crotch is not an enticing one.

However, there's something really appealing about a camel-coloured trenchcoat to keep you warm in the colder weather, like this one:

As seen in Michael Kors Ready-To-Wear A/W10-11 show

I've also been getting slightly twee images in my head of wearing camel-coloured sweaters whilst kicking through the autumn leaves in my winter boots. Clearly a new addiction is in the pipeline, so without further ado, here are...

MJ's Tips for Wearing Camel
1) Don't Do All In One - Look up any runway photos and you'll probably see a few designers have kitted their models in head-to-toe camel. It looks very effective, but it's probably something best left to the catwalk, as in the real world you risk looking too 'try-hard'. Camel works best with other neutral tones, such as white, black and navy.
2) Do Take Baby Steps - Camel is a neutral colour, but no one's going to penalise you for not throwing yourself in at the deep end, particularly if you're reluctant to follow trends. A friend of mine said she was reluctant to try camel as she found it a bit 'old-ladyish'. If you're the same, why not try a camel bag (satchels are very cool) and then gradually build yourself up to a coat or dress?
3) Don't Be Afraid - If you want to try camel (or indeed anything), don't worry about what anyone else will think. The most important thing is how you're clothing choices will make you feel, so if you want to try something new and feel good in it, go for it!

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

The Chronicles of Hair (and a really self-indulgent post)

Whilst nowhere near as bad as my mum (who punctured my childhood memories by looking like a different woman every week), I must admit to having a pretty short attention span when it comes to my hair. It all started when I was about 12, bored with my long mousy brown locks and unwisely deciding to go blue instead. The results were not too hot and I therefore resolved to go a tulip pink, which fared slightly better, but ultimately makes me cringe now. The image of a 13-year-old girl with pink hair and a dog collar WILL come back to haunt me.

I finally found my niche, so it seemed, when my mum suggested I go red. At this point, my hair was past my elbows and I spent most of my time wearing a parka and preaching animal rights. The parka and preachiness went, but the vegetarianism and red hair were still going strong through the latter half of secondary school. It was a bitch to maintain, but I loved my red hair. I decided to make it even more of a challenge by opting for a Mary Quant bob aged 16/17, which looked like this:

(Yes I am holding up the camera and posing on my bathroom floor - shut up, Myspace was big okay?)

I loved it, a lot of people did, but JEEZ it had to look perfect all the damn time. I remembered my days of long hair, where I could leave it looking a hippy-chic mess. Not so with the 60s bob - serum and straighteners became both my best friends and worst enemies. If it grew out the tiniest bit, the world and his wife could tell. Eventually (aged about 18, not long after I met my boyfriend Tom and with his encouragement), I cut all of my hair off - at least that's how it seemed at the time. I had been toying with the idea for months and finally decided to just go for it.

This was the result, more or less: long enough to play with and shorter on the back and sides (also, my boyfriend has gone through his own image change - hard to believe he had longer hair and no sexy stubble at all back then!).

It seemed I had found my style...had I? Nope, of course not. By the summer of 2009, I was sick of having to tend to my red hair. The colour would shine and pop for all of a week and a half, before it started fading. On top of that, after 5 or 6 years, I was simply getting bored. I toyed with the idea of going blonde - dirty, peroxide, Debbie Harry blonde. I'm nothing if not up for a risk, but to the hairdresser at Essensuals it proved too much of a risk, as he flat out refused to do it. My mum, who had plenty of experience with her own hair, said she could probably bleach it herself. It was VERY faded by this point and all it took was a few washes of medicated shampoo (remember that nit shampoo you had has a kid? Yep...) to convince her to try.

The first time I saw it, I screamed. Rather than the platinum blonde bombshell I envisioned, I saw Tweety Pie staring back at me. I was assured this could be put to rights with toner and hair dye and - sure enough - managed to tame my explosion in a yellow paint factory to this:

Much to my surprise (most people I had told of my blonde wishes cringed at the though), everyone aside from my Gran loved it. I feel like I've finally found my true hair colour (no jokes about my ditziness in the back!) and have been using silver shampoos to bring it to its full white blonde potential, even going shorter than short on the sides.

Only now - say it ain't so - I'm getting bored again. I've been toying with the idea of going shorter, like Mia Farrow shorter.

(For those of you that live under rocks)

I may go for a consultation and see what the hair-hacking professionals think. I have a really weird face, which I imagine means I could either go really wrong or right with this. On top of that, I really like the cut I'm sporting now and have always been of the 'If it ain't broke, don't fix it' philosophy when it comes to other people's hair. Maybe I should finally take my own advice? Answers on a postcard, to the usual address folks!

Monday, 28 June 2010

Dirt Tan

My chum and future flatmate Zoey (author of 'A Bit of Space' on the list of blogs I follow), once told me she was at a festival, thought she'd acquired a great tan and was very disappointed to realise it was just dirt. I laughed a lot at the time, but sadly the same thing happened to my (alabaster and probably in dire need of a tan) self when I went to Glastonbury this year. I just came out of my (amazing) first shower back, got into some fresh clothes and realised that lovely brown glow I'd been sporting all weekend was largely dust.

However, rather than commiserate my lack of hue, I thought I'd blog my exciting Glastonbury adventure. Not only was it the 40th anniversary of the festival, but it was scorching hot sun all weekend. This occasionally made for some discomfort, as I missed Bombay Bicycle Club due to a half an hour nap in the shade. However, for the most part it was mint vodka (has to be tried to be believed), cider, music and inside jokes ('You just rip the flap off!'). To make you Glasto attendees reminisce and to rub it in the faces of non-attendees, here are my top five favourite acts:
5. Faithless

The penultimate band on the Pyramid stage last night, Faithless just beat out other favourites Chromeo for pure atmosphere. There really is nothing more life-affirming than bouncing up and down on a balmy summer's evening with loved ones, shrieking 'I can't get no sleep!'. I could make some lame extended metaphor using the song 'God is a DJ' to describe the experience, but for your general sanity I won't.

Best track: 'We Come One', the set closer. Maxi Jazz made everyone shout the word 'One' and point one finger in the air, truly a sight to be beheld.

4. Broken Bells

I heard of Broken Bells a couple of months ago, when lastFM assured me that if I loved The Shins, I would like Broken Bells too, being made up of the unlikely duo of James Mercer (frontman of The Shins) and Danger Mouse (the non-singing half of Gnarls Barkley). I did indeed like them, but having not heard very much, they weren't a top priority of mine for Glastonbury. However, I ended up going along to The Park stage on Friday with some friends and was blown away. Accurately described by my friend Jen as 'the best album of 1968', Broken Bells, whilst being a new outfit, encapsulate the unifying peace and love aspect bands like Jefferson Airplane built. Definitely one to keep your ears open for.

Best track: 'The High Road', being the first track I ever heard by them, was wonderful to hear live. Check it out here:

3. The National

'High Violet', The National's fifth album release, not only made its way quite easily into my favourite albums of 2010, but is rapidly making its way into my favourite albums of all time. Therefore, it was lovely to hear the bulk of it squashed in with some older tracks on Saturday. Frontman Matt Berninger ran into the crowd once, which would probably have been enough for anyone, but then stood on the barrier for 'Mr. November'. Such energy was unbelievable, particularly when most of Glastonbury's populace were sprawled out like dead bumblebees with heatstroke.

Best track: 'Mr. November', mainly for aforementioned barrier-hanging, but also because it's just a really good song.

2. Laura Marling

I can literally waffle about Laura Marling until the cows come home, but had never seen her live until Saturday night. I am glad to say I have been totally right to waffle. As the sun setted over The Park, Laura's intensely felt songs both fitted the mood and elevated it. One man even proposed to his girlfriend during the gig! You could tell Laura herself was very surprised by the reception she and her band got and such gratitude is always endearing in a band.

Best track: I could pretty much say any track, they were all that good, but one particular highlight was 'Night Terror', where instead of the usual violin solo, Laura got the entire audience to whistle instead.

1. Stevie Wonder

Truly the perfect way to end Glastonbury, Motown legend Stevie Wonder played a ninety minute set that had the crowd dancing into the wee small hours. One thing that truly struck me was how involved he made the crowd, such as splitting them off into male and female sections for backing vocals. With such achievements under his belt, it would have been very easy to just play what he had to and go home. However, the set was both incredible in terms of musical talent and entertainment factor - the perfect way to round off Glastonbury 2010.

Best track: Stevie getting Michael Eavis onstage to sing 'Happy Birthday' was pretty special (especially since our friend would be celebrating his birthday in half an hour), but another highlight was 'I Just Called to Say I Love You', where complete strangers joined our 'swaying line' for the chorus.

Other bands that failed to make the top five but deserve a mention were Chromeo, The Joy Formidable, Rolf Harris, Beach House and Mumford and Sons. Also, for a bit of fun, I have decided to compile a Top 3 Glastonbury Hotties list:
3. Marcus Mumford

I don't normally fancy him, but anyone who can dress so dapper, bag Laura Marling, cry at the warm reception at his Glastonbury set (aww!) and sing like that gets points from me.

2. Jamie XX

Okay, his surname isn't XX (it's Smith, I prefer XX), but The XX frontman Jamie (far left in the photo) is so pretty, especially at 11 at night on The Park stage. Mmm...

1. My boyfriend

Partially because he'll read this and get in a huff, but mainly because he looks good with stubble, a tan and a vest. A very refreshing change from the beer-bellied British sunburn brigade.