Kingdom Of Style

When good nuns go bad...

I do like a film about nuns, but none is more stylish and disturbing than the wonderful Black Narciscus

Made in an unbelievable 1947, it tells the tale of a group of nuns who come to open a school and hospital high up a mountain in the Himalayas
The unceasing wind saps their vitality, their faith is also sorely tested by the culture clash and and carnal desires. Sister Clodagh (Deborah Kerr) has to seek help from cynical British government agent Mr. Dean (David Farrar), the owner's agent and it is then that it all starts to go wrong...

This film is visually stunning, with saturated colours and a strangely claustrophbic feeling that keeps you riveted

The film won Oscar's for best cinematography by Jack Cardiff and best art direction by Alfred Junge and it is not hars to see why. Again if you have not seen this, seek it out soon. You will see many stylish familiar faces, who are so young you can scarce believe your eyes...

Oooh sister! if looks could kill...

Queen Marie

Men Aloud!

I laughed aloud. Loudly!
They are opening a new 'designer menswear' shop at the end of the street.
I had to have the name explained to me today. "Girls Aloud/ Men Aloud, get it? do you get it?"
No I most certainly don't get it...
I suspect when they say designer, they are thinking more Ben Sherman than Raf Simons, but I could be wrong. I shall keep my eyes peeled.
Queen Marie

Car Boot Booty! part one...

So as i said yesterday Sir Danny and Lady Bex visited the Palace and picked up the first of many booty batches.
Lady Bex has decided to do 2 this weekend - Saturday at Rutherglen and the big Blochairn one on Sunday.
She has been gathering goodies all week so hopefully she will do well at the weekend.
This batch of goodies made me laugh and also feel sort of ashamed, I don't think any of the shoes or clothes have ever been worn. I am shameful monarch!!! but there are lessons to be learned!

Vans, Penguins, Superga, Gola, Addidas, lots of shiny shiny shoes
Lesson - If they are not simple or YMC, dont even think about buying them, I will NEVER wear them...

Green tops, green skirts, blue skirts,blues dresses. green and blue skirts, green and blue coats and dresses
Lesson - Don't buy anything green or blue, I will NEVER wear them

Coming soon...
Car Boot Booty , part 2 - Back to Black

Queen Marie

Cracking Up...

Today, at long last, I got a new windscreen.
I have been driving with a grand canyon sized crack for ages while I waited for the windscreen people to come and replace it. I got fed up waiting and instead went to Autoglass.
I didn't think it would take long, surely they just the old sucker out and pop in a new one. I was there for two hours. TWO freakin' hours just sitting in that stupid waiting room.
All I could think was I could be getting some posts done!
For such a skinny girl, Queen Michelle leaves a HUGE HOLE...
Her posting and site maintenance leave me trailing in her wake, but we all just need to hang on in there until she returns. I apologise to all for not replying individually, as soon as I can free up some time I will try to get on it.

Dear Queen Michelle...

Queen Marie x

August 3rd. Put the date in your diary now!

It sees the release of 'Tales from Earthsea', the latest release from Studio Ghibli, the greatest animation studio the world has ever known.
The first film by Miyazaki's son, Goro Miyazaki and is based on the long-running fantasy novel series from author Ursula K. Le Guin, the film takes place in a fantasy world that thrives off an unseen force called "the Balance".

If Studio Ghibli is new to you, I am quite frankly green with envy. I wish that I could go back and see Spirited Away again for the first time. I watched it in awe and it instantly became part of my internal landscape. Quite often I find myself replaying bits in my head...

I would start with Kikis Delivery Service ( I went to the Optimo Halloween Party as Kiki a couple of years ago, and only G.Ape and 2 other people had any idea who I was, tee hee)

and then go straight onto My Neighbour Totoro

and then treat yourself to Spirited Away.
Aaaaahhhhh! I going to go and put it on right now!
Queen Marie

Post cancelled due to inclement weather...

Sir Dan and Lady Bex visited the new Palace yesterday and brought with them some delightful new additions for the Garden. I was going to take some real pretty pictures to share, but every time I go near the back door, it pishes with rain.
So I am afraid it will have to wait until tomorrow.
Grr
Queen Marie

Has Gucci gone to the dogs?

You can't move in Glasgow for fake bags but the Gucci Fake rules supreme.
Just wait until the jakebombs get a look at this - a gucci backpack for your pooch...

Woof Woof
Queen Marie

Come on baby light my fire...

When I saw this light by Charlie Davidson, I actually gasped.
My eyes grew round and all the air wooshed out of my body.
Called the Black Light it is described as such...

Like an explosion or eruption frozen in time, the Black-light hangs like an ominous cloud projecting rays of intense coloured light from within its torn and charred surface.
Black-light is assembled from layers of thin black foil that are scrunched up to give the material a structure and also the light its form. 800mm in diameter.

You may think it look sinister but I think it looks like glowing embers and find it strangely comforting.
Either way, it is the most stunning thing I have seen ALL YEAR and I want it very badly...
Queen Marie

Vile Viagra Spammers!

ATTENTION YOU WRETCHED VIAGRA SPAWN!!!!
STOP INVADING OUR SITE AT ONCE!!!!
I am angry and pissed off at your intrusion , but you had better prepare yourself for the WRATH of Queen Michelle and Prince B on their return.
Perhaps you had forgotton but both work for IT organisations that will wreak havoc on you and every one of your scummy ip addresses. They will not merely visit a virus upon you, but A POX that will bring you to your knees.
We have more than enough to cope with without your foul littering of our Kingdom.
PISS RIGHT OFF.
ARGHHHHHHHH I DESPISE YOU

Queen Marie

International Mirror Shortage...

If reports were to reach the Palace about a world shortage of silver nitrate, resulting in a lack of mirrors being produced in the Kingdom, this monarch would not be in the least surprised.
How else could I explain the horrors that met my tired eyes in town last night...
Obviously these wretched creatures have no mirrors at home, for no one in their right mind would step outside like that.  It was hotpant hell in Glasgow last night!
I had nipped in to see Queen Michellle at the Arches before heading round to see Octave One in the Sub.
(Those Burden boys sure can jack!, but that is another post later today...)
Everywhere I looked or tried not to look, there were fat arses spilling out of short shorts.  To add insult to injury - they were fat ORANGE arses. Glasgow is now the offical sunbed capital of the UK.  Our bams and rockets all look as though they have been tangoed. 
An inverse fashion equation also seems to determine that the smaller the hotpants, the higher the heel. Of course it goes without saying that they cannot walk in these vertginous heels.  Trotter feet click and clack along the streets. It would be funny if it was not so awful.  I am always overcome by a vague unease when I see these girls struggling to walk.  I always think " how could they run and get themselves out of a dodgy situation".  Thanks or no thanks to my gran, I see potential danger round every corner and am always aware of what is going on around me when I am out and about.  I know I look like a doofy Queen but  I am an observant doofus.
Queen Michelle and Prince B will be confronted with fat Aberdeen arses tonight, as the bar staff at the discokings gig tonight are apparently all wearing hotpants.  Arghhhhhh, make it stop! 
In an effort to help the fashion offenders, the shiny thing below is called a 'mirror'.  You look into it and you can see your reflection.  Before you go out of the house, look in the shiny thing.  If you can see any bit of your body falling out of your clothes. Stop. Go upstairs and change. Immediately.

Queen Marie