Blue and Orange Silk

Some designs for some beautiful silk that I have.

I drop these objects at the exact same time, saying ayoooooooo, I'm Galileooo

Christmas Lights

I have entered the holiday season with gusto. My toes, arms and legs are killing me from ceilidh dancing so I've spent the past two days watching medical dramas cuddled up under a blanket. Having driven my big sister insane, I decided to turn off Grey's Anatomy and play with my camera. So I took these photos of my Christmas tree, looking all pretty and modern arty.

The Strip Tease

For one night only, I, Ailsa Lindsay, will be performing an academic strip tease in the style of a St Andrew's student. (if you are thinking about getting all excited and scrolling down to see the end result, I should warn you that this is a very Scottish strip tease, and you still end up in a jumper and warm jeans)
I'm up staying in St Andrews with my big sister for a few days because she just loves having me around. St Andrews is 600 years old, and so has some amazing and really fun traditions; last night I went to a debate where we all drank port before and there were all sorts of cute little bits. My favourite, obviously, is that it is completely legit to walk around the town in your gown, which is bright red and fleecy. The "academic strip tease" is what the students call the tradition of HOW YOU WEAR YOUR GOWN.
E.g.
In first year, you wear it up on your shoulders. This is my preferred method of gown wearing because it is the warmest way to wear it.

In second year you wear it slightly off both shoulders. Because you are so old and mature and too cool for school.

 Although this is a colder way to wear it, it is clearly the superior year to be late and have to run places.

 In third year you wear it off different shoulders to distinguish between the years, off the left for arts students. Alastair recommended I wore it off this side because if I looked like  a scientist I would attract lots of attention. Wait a minute...

 I tried to demo fourth year but somehow the photos don't have quite the panache that Seonaid achieves with it. Practice I suppose.

 This was us leaning in for the self timer. Not sure that was entirely necessary.

PREPARE FOR THE ICEAGE

Some of you may have seen on the news (or posted as every single status on facebook today) that it has been snowing in Scotland. Concerned that I might be snowed in/have to wear sensible shoes, I ran (read; hastened) to my food cupboard to see what I will have to survive on over this long cold winter.

This did not go particularly well for me.

Mentee-ing

At Uni we have a system where all the first years intern for a fourth year putting together their collection. I've been paired with the amazingly supportive and trusting Coryn Dickson, who is in the middle of making pre-garments for every garment in her collection, which is a ton of work. Normally I help out in a general way with pressing, hand stitching, tracing of patterns, drafting basic things, sewing on buttons etc, but today Coryn  was holding an amazing ethereal photo shoot which happened to involve 11 potted plants which we borrowed from B&Q. To get them all up and down to the second floor studio we had to put them on the lift on their own and then send them up, which got some surprised looks from people who saw a lift full of plants arrive. I haven't seen the photos yet but fingers crossed, I'm sure they'll be amazing.

Project2

Drum roll please.....TA DA!! It's the dinosaur skirt. I've been working on it for a while with the lovely Joanne Thomas who didn't really think we could do it, I spent many a night crunching my brain because it decided to try and think in 3D at 2am. Not amused.

 People keep asking, "what does your skirt look like?". REALLY not easy to describe. Or photograph. But cool anyway.

Because I have a teensy tiny bit of a Bourdin obsession, all my photoshoots end up with a SLIGHT domestic-abuse-chic thing going on. He was brilliant. Once again, people looked over the banister and thought I had broken one of my legs. Oops.

Wedding Shoes

Continuing with my SLIGHTLY premature wedding plans (I am only nineteen, and I am only just at uni, and I am quite definitely single) I've been looking at beautiful shoes.

First I thought... Llorraine Neithardt

 THEN I thought....if you're going to have really special shoes, you may as well get ones in a colour so that they stand out! And at that point I thought....MANOLOS

And while I was thinking about them...I found the most amazing wedding shoes ever.

SO...life mission is to find a man tall enough to allow me to wear these down the aisle.

Wish me luck!

When Gala Stole Pudsey

Us ickle fashion firsties had our first fashion show this week! The theme was children in need so we had to be very smiley, hence I look like a maniac in these photos (which are thanks to Mark Timmons)

 Another photo of my fabuluzzzz shirt, as modeled by Joanne.

I can't remember whose shirts I was wearing...I think Beth Edwards, Zoe McArthur and Lucy Denholm, but for the life of me I cannot remember their partner's names, so PLEASE email me and I will edit this to include you.

I was first out...because I KNOW NO FEAR. Particularly when I have a mane...which I did thanks to the college salon. I loved my hair...my hairdresser left me with the triangle of fabric to make it look like an eye patch! Clever huh?

Backstage, models eating yellow cake. mmmm.

This is when I stole Pudsey's head. I think there is a video of me being a backing dancer doing the Beyonce Single Ladies dance with Pudsey somewhere...I HAVE TO FIND IT. Basically you can't tell the difference between Pudsey and Beyonce. Because he was THAT GOOD.

Vitamins

Vitamins are such a pretty colour that I made a self portrait of them. I wonder who decides what colour to make pills? mm.

Cold as Ice Cream but still as sweet.

I thought I would take some time to explain an few of the images I loaded a while ago, since I somewhat neglected it at the time.
We had to photograph our shirt, and I had a quirky idea which has been brewing in my mind for a while about photographing someone falling out of a washing machine, which followed on from my self-portraits last year where I was climbing out of a wardrobe. I find it really interesting making images with models with really awkward and unusual concepts and angles and poses that I often end up modelling myself because I can’t find anyone who really GETS it. My best friend who I lived literally an arms distance from in boarding school for two years, and within throwing distance for another four, used to be an amazing model for me, and did all sorts of bizarre photo shoots in odd places and clothes and poses (Laura, I totes owe you). Joanne really liked my concept though, and being very beautiful and tall was very willing to model for me. We did it late at night to ensure that we got the machines empty and that there weren’t going to be the distractions of shooting in a functioning Laundromat. We started by shooting her, and swapped over so that she could put a picture of me in her portfolio which was great because it meant I could do some of the freaky, uncomfortable poses that I couldn’t really explain very well. It also meant we could style it in two different ways. Unfortunately, the shirt had no buttons so we had to pin it which meant I kept stabbing myself in the neck. But that’s fashion for you I suppose.

La vie en rose

Candy floss as an accessory? Yes please!

Funky little head-band and snazzy lacy number- I LOVE THIS VIBE

Plaid shirts are normally real nasty, but with a little lacy dress? On a carousel? YES PLEASE

I love love love love these photos from Free People's look book and blog. I absolutely love the twenties...might have to channel some of this for tomorrow as an outfit. And then hang around in a poorly lit cafe/on a carousel. I wish.

Poppies

I like to wear my poppy for as long as possible, as soon as I see them being sold I start wearing it. The keyboard I'm using today is a bit funny so if I miss the occasional consonant forgive me. I know people are probably sick of seeing me in this flapper dress, they are certainly sick of me getting tangled with them, but tough. I love it.

xx

Sneak peak

 This is one night worth of sewing buttons onto some denim shorts for Kirsty's birthday. We saw some we really liked in "All Saints" and decided to make our own using all the spare buttons kicking around. I love how they look so far, hope you do too.

xx

If I was taller I could be a model. If I was shorter I could be a dwarf.

Anyone for some washing?

Chilling out in a washing machine. There was no reason for us to sit in them, other than it was funny.

This is my fave.