green trash

...after the Gaga show, chanelling the Lady who taught us that nasty, skanky and trashy can be beautiful too.

threads: {dress - mangled vintage from sister's '90s wardrobe} {belt bling - recycled neck bling} {ribbon - eh...it's a ribbon}


that gangsta luvin'

Some days, you just feel like hustlin'...

(more information on gangsta luv can be found here, here and here.)

threads: {bodysuit - aa} {boiler suit - mangled wild child vintage} {belt - cut up corset} {neck bling - some hockster in NYC} {hand bling - topshop} {boots - unidentified Indian man on Meath St.}

what an 'andsome 'ead, they'd have said...

It's but a week 'til the most bewitching day of the year and I'm still no further along with my Hallowe'en costume than I was back in July, thanks to these massively distracting ladies who hang out in the window of my local joke shop. I just can't resist their creepy, creepy charms...

The more I look at this picture, the more I feel like Worzel Gummidge. If you don't remember Worzel Gummidge, it was a hugely creepy children's TV show in the '80s about a tragic scarecrow with an array of interchangeable turnip heads. 
If you do remember Worzel Gummidge... well, bless your heart.

threads: {dress - mangled vintage} {cardigan - mam find} {other - penney's}


tomorrow's threads

what's your favourite colour, baby?

If it wasn't already obvious, I've got a huge soft spot for animal prints. I've been known to set myself the challenge of making it through whole weekends wearing nothing but. 

I love to tell people that leopard is my favourite colour. When they reply that leopard is not a colour at all, I simply scream 
'It is, too! It's a living colour!',
claw them across the tummy and dash dramatically into a nearby jungle to hide in the forestscape.
Thank god for this spotted coat of mine...

threads: {bra - asos} {skirt - penney's} {shirt - h&m} {neck bling - leftovers} {hand bling - asos + topshop} 
{shoes - c/o unidentified Indian man on Meath St.}



Hello you,

I am the Grand Puba of The Morning Strut and I write words about clothes.

Here is some further information on me...

I am the Nigga In Charge over here, I Am Lion, I've got Jungle Fever, I'm a Different Kind Of Cat, I'm a Woman and I Like It Loud.

For more on the idea behind The Morning Strut, see my Mode Of Conduct.

Much love,

Celina xXx

Mail: themorningstrut@gmail.com
Twitter: @themorningstrut
Facebook: Oh God, no.

mode of conduct

I’m a huge believer in the redemptive power of clothes - there’s not a hater I can’t handle or an argument I can’t win, provided I’m wearing the right outfit...

Dresses and skirts and jackets and jewellery have done a lot for me over the years, so I feel it’s only fitting that I do right by them - that is, bring them around the city with me once in a while and show them off. Fashion is a fun art, but people sometimes forget that it's also funny, which is precisely why you'll find me swanning about in gangsta chains, fringed underwear and thigh-high splits in the Winter time.

As you can imagine, other people find this quite funny too. Whenever I move to a new street, the locals seem to delight in pointing out how absurd I look as I go about my business. 

Still, after a couple of weeks, they grow accustomed to my vulgar style and don't make quite so many remarks. In a couple of very rare cases, my neighbours have even learned to like it! This is when I know I’ve done something good – when I've resisted the urge to amend my wardrobe to suit a bunch of strangers and when I know that the next girl who walks down that street in a pair of see-through palazzo pants probably won't get such a hard time!

I created The Morning Strut as a way to celebrate the inanimate objects that give me tiny little thrills every day, and to remember some great men and women who loved clothes as much as I do.
(...and if I can do anything towards eliminating fashion fear, well, that would be a very, very nice bonus)


Unless otherwise stated, photography on The Morning Strut is the work of this wonderful lady...

Ruth Medjber* - photographer, good time gal and future President of yo' ass...

(*not pictured, actual Ruth)

For more on Ruth and her fabulous, fabulous snaps, please see these clickables;