Pretty Women

There are a few very pretty Asian women with long hair who

get their lunch on New Street. Short bustle coats over shiny or opaque tights. Hope to photograph them soon.

Another stripey dress from last year spotted yesterday in the very early days of Spring 2011, this one worn over flower patterned tights.

She and her friends were followed very closely by a security guard who pretended to be lost when noticed and take directions from a phone call, only to follow them off the shopping centre property and turn and follow someone else.

He saw me looking at him too, though i'm not sure if he followed me at any point. I shall look out for him again, following a man following women was 'edgy' fun. He could of course been a blogger like yours truly.

A big purple turban and what i think was a pentagon t-shirt, though i've drawn it here as a regular 5 star as i don't want to invoke Satan unnecessarily, with wet-look black leggings over heeled

pixie boots. She looked East African, maybe Ethiopian. Since seeing her, i have noticed other large purple turbans around but still don't know what they are 'from'.

Stripes were still around on the streets after a busy last year for the

black and white horizantal trend. This time, i saw two with lips on worn by two girls in body con skirts that they adjusted to just above the bum crease for 'in the bullring' and down a few inches for the outside. Over those futuristic 'Blake-7' wedges which are around a lot.

New beginnings...

I can only hope that this is a well regarded endeavor, i come from a long line of bloggers, and it's a family tradition i do so hope i uphold.

I will use this blogspot as a means to deliver and distribute my unique vision and characterful art and photographic practice, of women in sharp clothes, body con fashion, while i am, and they are, out and about on these sacred streets. With some indoor pictures as and when it is cold.

Here is it: I was at the NEC during spring fair walking around looking at card manufacturers, when this lady strode past me, i picked up pace and followed her around, memorising, as my camera had broken on the motorcycle that morning, what she looked like as she adjusted her hair.

I had a cup of coffee and did a sketch and went up to her to ask what she had on... Her scarfe was Moschino, Her blouse Oasis, Her jeans Top Shop and her shoes New Look. Very Italian fashion worker i thought.