Blog-session: Self Service

I believe that everyone has had one of those moments where you see something and go: 'I swear somebody has reached into the furthest recesses of my mind, found exactly what makes me ever so happy and then made it...and why the hell didn't I think of it first?'

I have several such moments. All the time. And I had a major one last night when I stumbled upon the Self Service blog. Seriously, if you have to waste 'so-called-productive-work-time' on something...I have decided (a la Michael Jackson) that THIS IS IT!

It's pretty much what I would do in a blog if I had seriously cool things to obsess over ranging from classic camel Chanel flats to crazy furry hoof boots to vintage Celine bags. A whole host of mega awesome photo shoots from which to do 'Before/After' shots (like Clearasil except with people who clearly had no zits at any point in their life...or any other problem for that matter). And if I was friends with the uber stylish elite like Alexander Wang or Camille Bidault-Waddington and forced them to do pieces on 'The Essentials of Life' (kind of like the Proust questionnaire but infinitely more shallow...I never understood the Proust questionnaire anyway)

In any case - there is something for everyone to obsess over. Whether you like people, perving on models or fashion porn.

Love

xo

Bec

PS. It does help in this case with all of the above if you are a beyond stratospherically fab Parisian biannual with a penchant for placing beautiful topless girls on your covers

PPS. Visit http://selfservicemagazine.com/blog/ (Or just click on my links list - because I can't seem to make the links work on the posts...that's how much Blogger has decided it hates my ranting)

PPPS. Keep it obsessive