Camille Over the Rainbow

Power of ScentWednesday, February 3 2016

Hugo Boss Power of Scent

A few moons ago, Hugo Boss approached me with a rather unconventional ask. They were shooting a video to promote the brand’s new fragrance and wanted to feature yours truly as part of the creative crew involved in the footage.

Nothing out of the ordinary; just another day in the life of a fashion blogger you might think, right? Wrong. Because scent is such a personal affair, I would normally politely decline the offer to promote a new formula just for the sake of it. It has taken me years to find the perfect molecules to go on my skin. I feel naked without my daily spritz, and I’m in no hurry to switch.

But Boss had a trick up it’s sleeve. The idea was not for me to try their new fragrance for myself, but instead to talk about the art of seduction and the power of scent in a man, two overpowering tones that you can find in their new perfume, BOSS THE SCENT.

The rich accents of the bottle (an essential component of any fragrance) are mirrored in the chemical composition of this aphrodisiac elixir to create a truly unique blend. One that would make a memorable first impression… just like what I look for in a man’s character, converting pure magnetic masculinity.


In partnership with Hugo Boss.

The Granny factorMonday, February 1 2016

Maryam Nassir Zadeh

Fashion victims Anonymous, it’s time for our next meeting.

There is a new polarising pump strutting the sidewalk. And like any fugly phenomenon, this dowdy little devil will need your help if it is to takeover the real world.

Functional, elasticised, with a low-block heel and a retro spin, please say hello to your next big argument with all who don’t speak fluent Vogue. Like most days, my peculiar taste in footgear didn’t go unoticed. It was brought before a court of fashion haters (formally known as My Friends), as I ordered my first drink of the night.

“When will the self-sabotaging stop”, they moaned. “If we can’t get you to slip into something slightly décolleté on top, surely the least you can do is show a little toe cleavage?”.

I flashed a smile over my oversized turtleneck and gazed at my skin-hugging glove shoes. “Serves you all right for calling me a cougar!”

(I may or may not have kissed someone born early 90s last weekend.)

“I figured, if I keep up the granny look, the kidz won’t be looking my way.” Which is BS, naturally, for never has vintage-inspired style conveyed a more modern silhouette.

 I’ll be carrying out passport checks from now on, then, just to be safe.

Cheeky Cointreau, anyone?Friday, January 15 2016

Cointreau christmas claridges

Halfway through Jan already. GOD.

How are your resolutions going?

Normally, at this point, I have a serious stratagem in place, the aim of which is to completely revoke my current way of life, in order to reach Victoria Secret-worthy levels of hotness and wellbeing. This, to be achieved via a peculiar set of instructions, all self-written and tattooed on the cat.

Like: Breakfast is 3 almonds; I get to lick a spoon that I dipped in a mug of coffee for lunch; and dinner consists of binge-LIKING all of Gigi’s Insta pictures on Insta. Easy.

So far, in all 28 years of setting such #GOALS, I am still running the same old beaten track. Aka, Übering my way to the pub for a cheeky all-English fry up, and staying up all night to watch baby elephants having a bath in a paddling pool.

And what’s so wrong with giving only your fingers a daily workout (hashtag iPhone addict), anyway?

Life’s too short.

Which is why I have taken the new year in its stride, with virtually no delusory attempts to improve myself. My only proactive plan is to increase my relationship status from Forever Alone to Slightly Desperate.

Thankfully, then, I am allowed to take the edge off with a cheeky Cointreau drink, as it would be cruel to impose an alcohol ban at this point. I have the perfect recipe too, tried and tested by a gaggle of single friends at my Christmas party that I held at my favourite hotel, Claridges. Trust me, it’s worth every  ounce of guilt you won’t be feeling because, as we’ve established, life’s too short.

You’re welcome! Happy new year.

Cointreau Fizz Blood Orange
4 cl (1 ½ oz) Cointreau
1 cl (¾ oz) fresh lime juice
4 cl (1 ½ oz) blood orange or red grapefruit juice
4 cl (1 ½ oz) sparkling water
Fill a glass with ice, add Cointreau, fresh lime juice, and blood orange juice into a glass. Top off with sparkling water and stir.


Polar bearThursday, January 14 2016

White sherling

The way I see it, sale season should really be credited as the final ice breaker between you and that superb-yet-terryfingly-expensive faux layer of fur you so need to brave the frost now that Winter bites.

Below, some of my favourite species from the bountiful land of fashion, NET-A-PORTER, to be found, as ever, at just a heavily discounted click away. A sound investment sure to become the best cold weather companion to every desaturated getup you take out for a walk.

Adopt some shearling today!


From top left: Carven || Rochas || Opening Ceremony || Topshop || Toga

Fishing for complimentsFriday, January 8 2016


As recently discovered, dressing my legs in fishnet is great compliment bait, attracting silent wolf whistles (aka Instagram Likes) from fellow catwalk connoisseurs (see: Proenza Schouler). Despite its fisherman origins, however, the look would be a bit try hard for the beach.

Which is where I currently sit. Sorry not sorry.

Instead, I have gone for a different kind of net: this  shopper I fished out of the many treasures floating around at The Apartment by The Line (best spot!) last time I was in NY. Sure enough, we have garnered plenty of flattering remarks from passing holidayers.

I’m hooked.