Here we are, featured in Gurgle Magazine's fab December Issue. Our signature 'I Rock' guitar print t-shirt in black and gold looks the business in their gorgeous shoot.

Living Etc magazine's lovely December issue features the blue Vespa Rocking Scooter gracing the shelves of Oh Baby London this Christmas. Pre order one now for mid-November delivery. They come in pink too...

First let me stress that this is NOT my pumpkin carving effort, and that I don't condone binge drinking in any way shape or form (those days are way, waaaay behind me). But it is the most creative and surprising effort I have seen, and I've gotta say, I like it.



Happy Halloween folks!

I am not a rugby fan. Never have been. Yeah it's my country's national sport. But growing up with three sisters it never made it onto my radar. I remember associating rugby with grey, rainy afternoons and sport on tv always made me feel vaguely depressed.

But here I am, at 8.14am on Sunday getting ready to turn on the tv and cheer my team on in the hope they will thrash the French and win the World Cup.

Am I wearing black? Yes! Hah! But it's purely coincidence. I always wear black. Thank god I'm not Australian, if only for the fact that I would not be caught dead wearing yellow and green. Oh but how I love Australian weather... and beaches... and seafood... and mangos... I lived in Sydney many years ago and never have I been partied so hard and been so goddamn healthy at the same time. But yellow and green? Sorry guys, but that was a serious error of judgement.

Anyhow this rugby thing has got me all patriotic again. I feel a constant pull back to my homeland and at times like these it's so strong I just want to pack up and go. People always say; "you're from New Zealand, what are you doing here", but the problem is the two things are poles apart, literally, and it makes it so hard to choose between them. It's a constant battle.

Saying that, New Zealand sure has the upper hand in my heart today.
Go the All Blacks!

Too much spare time? Then watch this...
This little girl is just amazing.

Here at Oh Baby London HQ we were proud as punch to have to have our 'I'm a Long Term Investment' playsuit featured in this weeks Hello! magazine on Countryfile's lovely presenter Julia Bradbury's new baby, Zephyrus.
What a cutie pie.

I love birthdays, even as the numbers get bigger and bigger. Always have. And today is a beautiful day as I turn forty (ahem) two. Of course that's not true, I'm really 24... in my mind.
I have already been spoilt today with presents and breakfast in bed made by my two little lovelies... What's not to love:



An 8km run around London Fields, Haggerston and Weavers Field, presents from the wonderful Oh Baby London team, and it's time for cake and champagne now methinks...

Frankie, Connie and I have been finding these little beauties on our travels around Bethnal Green over the past few months...
It turns out The Guardian have written about this, they're the work of Mexican Artist Pablo Delgado...

We've found nine so far, click here to see them all...

So we did the the first shoot for the AW11 collection today, with little tough guy Vincent and his lovely friend Romey.
I'm back doing the photography, like I did on a smaller scale when Frankie and Connie were babies, and I have to say I am loving it!
I wanted to be a photographer when I was a kid, about ten or eleven. Our next-door neighbour Jim Francis, who went on to become one of my mentors when I started Oh Baby London, gave me an Asahi Pentax and a telephoto lens, and under my Dad's guidance I started taking pictures.
Dad had a dark room set up in our attic and taught me how to develop photographs, and I had a fine time working on my fledgling career.
Enter Olivia, my little sister, who I love dearly but who shattered my hopes of a professional career by coming up to the dark room with me and putting fixative in her mouth while I was looking elsewhere (I swear!), resulting in complete mayhem and my being banned from the darkroom by my mother.
I never quite got back to those glory days, so it feel fan-frickin'-tastic to be back behind the camera properly.

Vincent and Romey were little dream boats, and their gorgeousness shines through in these pictures, doncha think? The new collections not half bad either, if I do say so myself...

Whoever was responsible for this revolting and downright offensive piece of rubbish has something seriously wrong with their head. The fact that some one had this idea, and then someone else must have approved it, and someone else put it on the site.... there were countless opporunities for someone to have a backbone and stand up and say "this is wrong". I am disgusted.

I have had a really unhealthy relationship with food constantly since I was 13 years old, it has really affected the way I live my life, feel about myself and my relationships with people. I hope and pray that this won't happen to Connie, it's so easy for it to start, and just putting the concept of 'skinny' and 'fat' into a little girl's world is dangerous and irresponsible. Some of the little girls in her year, they are 6 years old, already talk like this which I find pretty shocking.

She hasn't really grasped it yet, and I hope she doesn't for a long, long time.

Click here to read the full sorry story on Yahoo...

We welcomed the lovely Laura to the Oh Baby London team last month. Here she is sleeping on the job after a hard day at London Zoo circa 1990 (OMG... I was twenty then... sigh.... but, you're as young as you feel, and to be honest I feel younger now than I did then - and that's not the botox talking).
So Laura is now part of our team, she's a Fashion and Textile Management student and is interning here for a year, after which she will know the workings of a small fashion business inside out. She has already made herself indispensable with her positive, can-do attitude and impressive work ethic. She's gonna go far and we love her.

Robin and I had a laugh last night at a private viewing of the V&A's The Power of Making exhibition.

Chatted with the lovely Jill Barker, founder of Green Baby who is now enjoying a new life running her ten gorgeous rustic holiday cottages in Glastonbury. Which all sounds pretty idyllic, and I will be booking a holiday there soon! Indoor pool and steam-room for me and farm animals for the kids? Yes please.

So after a few glasses of wine we did a whistle-stop tour of the exhibition, which didn't take long as it's all in one room. One room packed with beautifully crafted, inspiring treasures. My favourite was the 'crochetdermy' Bear... I've always been partial to a bit of taxidermy, my Mother was an auction addict and our house was crammed (with a capital 'C') with antiques including a fair amount of taxidermy; a pair of foxes, an alligator, birds of various kinds, and a large goose (Mum's present to my sister Emily on her 21st). The crochedermy Bear though is entirely made from crochet and it's a fabulous thing.

Robin's favourite was this dress, that we first thought was made from tinsel, but on closer inspection was made from needles...

The Sunday Telegraph Kids Magazine, ST Kids, rocks big-time. Fashion forward, high-end and featuring Oh Baby London's A-for-Awesome Bambi Cushion.
Our new 'Eighties Kid Goes Luxe' collection of baby blankets and cushions are handmade from true vintage 80's pop-culture fabrics, which we have quilted and backed with super-luxe faux fur.
These pieces are Limited Edition, and made to be kept forever.

Lovely new parenting mag for modern Mums; 'Gurgle' featured Oh Baby London's Bow Tie T-Shirt in their gorgeous AW11 shoot...

Peacocks selling padded bras for girls, from 28AA.
Three words words: inappropriate, unnecessary, irresponsible.
Three more words: Stop It Please.



Mumsnet have a campaign going called "Let Girls be Girls"
We are behind them 100%.

I found some lovely vintage patchwork while I was on holiday, can't wait to re-work it into some gorgeous baby blankets and cushions with luxe faux fur backing. I will have to have one myself, to put away for either my next child (unlikely... very unlikely), or my first grandchild. I can't wait for grandchildren (no pressure kids) but not for at least another 20 years please.

For a very long time now I have felt like my cup was half empty. So on Bank Holiday Monday, I finally took myself in to John Lewis for a bra fitting. There was something oddly comforting about standing in the fitting room baring all in front of three mirrors and a lovely mature lady wielding a cold tape measure.

Turns out I have been wearing the wrong size bra for pretty much my whole life. I've been buying 34/36A and it turns out I'm 30D. Woopdy woop! All of a sudden, with the right bra size my cup is half full! 30D looked and sounded so great to me that I spent the rest of the afternoon trying on all the bras in Selfridges until I found perfection at Myla.



So I've decided I am now grown up enough god dammit to only wear great underwear.
Here starteth my new obsession.

See The Outnet (Net-a-Porter's outlet online store) and Myla's own sale section for beautiful bargains.

Found this brilliant shopfront on you tube - it's a few years old but I love it:

Oh Baby London featured in this weeks Grazia! The article shows black and white checked Vans available both in our wonderful little shop on Brick Lane and online.

We just had the best holiday in Nerja. I had my doubts about stying in an urbanisation, have to admit tobeing a bit of a travel snob. I want authentic, I want to be with the locals, live la vida loca.
But I have nothing but great things to say about the Oasis de Capistrano, no. 39 to be precise. Cute little apartment, decorated with taste and a little private garden with a lemon tree heavy with fruit and a lovely shared pool that never got too busy.
The kids made fab friends, and I got an awesome tan.

Here is the lovely Rob from Oh Baby London looking as stylish as ever in this months Company magazine.

As I countdown the days to my summer holiday with Frankie and Connie in Nerja (woooooohoo) my obsession with buying dresses has got to OCD level. Anyone who knows me knows I Don't. Do. Dresses. I live in my acne jeans. Every day. Of my life. Except sometimes I wear my Nudie jeans. But for the most part, it's my Acne Kex.
However.... Connie has made me promise that I will wear dresses every day in Nerja. She says "Mummy, you dress like a boy". My lovely friend Marcus says "but that's your look" and although he's 150% right I just can't bring myself to disappoint my little darling. She's just discovered Hannah Montana, adores barbie and has a big girl crush on my lovely intern Jo, who rocks a girlie look, and I am feeling suspiciously like one big fashion disappointment to her. And frankly, her opinion matters to me. Big time. I want to be her superhero, and it's looks like I need a dress for that.

I just can't quit Coronation Street.
I have tried. I really have.
When I was a kid just the sound of the theme tune made me feel depressed. Don't know if that's a normal reaction for a child, but Play School circa 1978 made me feel the same way. Back in New Zealand in those days we only had two channels, and I far preferred watching The Young and The Restless to Play School. I have a diary I wrote then when I was... I dunno... about 9, I guess, that goes into great detail about what was happening in The Young and The Restless. I don't have it here in London, it's with every other thing I ever owned or drew or made or wore in my parents house in Wellington. But I do remember Nikki and Victor and Catherine Chandler and that there were a suspiciously high number of characters whose names began with 'L'. I can tell you now, off the top of my head... Lauren, Luke, Lucas... ok so not that many but I'll get my mother to dig out the diary to double check. My Dad told me way back then that the trick to the success of American daytime soaps is the way you can return to them after any amount of time and catch up on the whole plot in one episode. It's all built into the dialogue. You know... "Lauren how could you do that to me, when I brought up your child after your husband ran off with Luke and you mother burned down the house after Bob was poisened by Susan and her son with the funny accent who isn't in the show that much" etc.
My school was at the end of my lovely street, and I used to come home to watch it at lunchtimes when I could swing it. And I remember holding my face up to the light above my bed to make it hot and putting Johnson's baby powder on my face to make me pale so my mother would think I was sick and let me stay home from school. Staying home from school meant a bed made up on the couch in front of the tv, with Mum going up to the bakery in Johnsonville, Barend's Patisserie, to get little savouries and a custard slice for lunch.
Yum.
I don't think I was ever legitimately sick in my primary school years, even once.

This looks brilliant... The Lollibop Festival in Regents Park on this weekend, the 5, 6 and 7 August. I am T.H.E.R.E!

Started by a group of savvy parents, it is now a three day super extravaganza featuring headliners... wait for it.... Peppa Pig, Charlie and Lola's Best Bestest Play, Horrible Histories (oh yeah!), Rastamouse and da Easy Crew and Zingzillas!

What else, you ask? Roald Dahl Museum and story telling Centre, Waybuloo, Ben and Holly's Little Kingdom and DJ Dick & Dom... Plus hundreds of other activities throughout each day....

So far so fantastic.
And the best bit, I reckon, and I know soooo many of you will agree is that once you've paid the ticket price, all the activities are FREE, including facepainting.
That doesn't include food, drinks and market stalls, which makes sense. I'm taking a picnic.

Tickets are from £20.00 per person per day, with a family ticket, 2 kids 2 adults for £108.
Not too bad for a full day out, doncha think?

Click here to go to the website, which has everything you could possibly need to know about the festival.


Glastonbury, eat your heart out.

Lady Gaga's baby range? It may be a joke, but it so works!

The lovely Paloma Faith was spotted in Oh Baby London yesterday admiring our Hawaiian print shirt and smock dress.
The gal's got great taste.

Are these giftsets fabulous or what? When I first saw them I went a little weak at the knees, and it was a no brainer that we would get them in. They pass the Oh Baby London new product test: is it well designed? Does it make me smile? and does it rock?!
My personal favourites are the Cupcake set and the Stargazer, but they're all so goddamn cute it's not funny. And at £16.00 +vat they're an affordable gift that will knock any little girl or boy's socks off.

So sad to hear Amy Winehouse has died. Our thoughts are with her Mum and Dad who have lost their precious little girl. Such a talented girl, such a terrible shame.

These babies are right up my street... (cringe...sorry, couldn't resist)

So here's our latest Vivienne Westwood for Melissa baby shoe. The black Star Shoe. The thing about these shoes is that they just smell sooo damn good! One sniff and I'm back in the stationery shop in Khandallah Village as an eight year old choosing another delicious rubber (er, eraser for the non-antipodeans) for my rubber collection. Mm-mmmmm.
The only shoes that come with built in memories.

Now Melissa have also released their Mini Melissa Ultra Girl shoe in black and wine, I want them just for their name. And they rock, big time. Why, oh WHY don't they go up to a size 12 for Connie? I mean really... she neeeds them or was that me?




Sizes 4-9 UK available now, in really quite limited availability, sorry kids.

WTF?? The thing about this video that gets me thinking is that the Mum's instinctive reaction is take the baby away from the lion, whereas the Dad makes her put him back to get some good footage for Youtube.
What does that say?
I would have, without a doubt, done what the mother wanted to do, and told the Dad where to put his camera.