Friday, 2 September 2011

HUNTER CAMPAIGN


Hunter  ad campaign i worked on with photographer Matt Irwin who was also one of the stars alongside the pure delight that is Katie Hillier and Liberty London girl. That is Matt in his picture looking all manly and sexy by the sea in Devon where he grew up. 


SIMONE ROCHA S/S 12


Simone Rocha S/S 12 from Niall O'Brien on Vimeo.


Simone Rocha's film invite for her S/S 12 collection during London fashion week that i worked on. Directed by the Irish blue eyed dreamboat that is Niall 'Bomb' O Brien.

RUFUS THE DOOFUS

This is Simone Rochas short legged daschund Rufus. He is extremely scute...look at that coat!!! Why he 's feckin shinier than a newly polished mahogony side table, he's like a freshly split conker is rufus. Rufus's attitude stinks, he's pretty rude and gives strangers a lot of shit when they first arrive, he likes to embarass them in front of the family and makes them feel like they have been rejected by barking at them incessantly. His other fav thing is licking the bed sheets, he just cannot get enough of that. We wuv him.

Thursday, 1 September 2011

LAN MUTTHA FUCKING VIN



Man oh man, Lanvin know how to make good fashion films, posh white girls with shiny set hair and perfect upper east side make up doing hip hop routines and breakdowns. It reminds me of dad's dancing at their kids 21st birthdays to Nelly and 50 cent. The song is Pitbull’s “I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho)”. You just can't get any cooler than this baby, this is box fresh mama.

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

WHEN I LOVE SOMETHING I LOVE IT FOREVER


Ireland i love you, i love the colour of you, your heather, your music, your skies, the stoney beaches, your little castles, your big fields, caravans, bungalows, your people, your pubs, your dogs even seem a certain way, they have a look about them. I love your rebel songs, your humour, your holy wells, your holy walls, your churches, your loyalty, your stubborness, your will. 

Where there's a will there's a way and there is always a way.

RAGLAN ROAD



Home.

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

GOOD TASTE IN GIRLFRIENDS

















'Sure the last time i went to visit my granny she told me i had good taste in girlfriends...but i was with my sister Leah'.

One of the funniest things  I have heard all week, a true story courtesy of my friend Fay.

Monday, 1 August 2011

LOOSE UNICORN

















I was talking to my friend at a loud party last night and i was describing someone i knew as a 'loose unit' and she was like Oh wow i love that a loose Unicorn and the next minute she was on a roll about the magic horn, etheral white glow and how amazing they were.... FYI she's American. The Americans love that shit, the elf ear implants and all that creepy extreme fantasy stuff (these are the kinda people that have "relationships" with their golden labradors and miniature ponies). When i was a kid my aunty who lived in the US would post us these amazingly beautiful and incredibly tacky stickers of unicorns with glitter rainbows and crystal waterfall backdrops. We stuck them on everything we owned, pencil cases, my bmx, my baby brothers Massey Ferguson toy tractor and all over our beautiful antique mahogony beds.


In August in Ireland we have a big horse event called the Dublin Horse Show, it was the nucleaus of our summer as kids litreally nothing existed outside of it, we would be foaming at the mouth weeks before they had even started putting the signs up. It was here that we conducted reunions for Pony Camp which occured earlier in the summer in June. 
A plethora of kids leading ponies of all shapes and sizes would pour out of horseboxes onto the racecourse like some weird, crash landed Kinder Egg with saddles and bridles and grooming kits as extra bits.  We all camped over night in the bars on site, it was pretty much where everyone tried smoking and got their tits felt for the first time.  It was great, man oh man i have some special memories from there, everyone had traintracks and bad timing so there were cut bloody lips and everything....lots of snogging, one handed wrestling with bra straps and dry humping in the racing stands. 















The horse show was a haven for animal lovers, they always had stands there for associations against testing on animals, my sister and i would donate our hard earned cash and pick up leaflets featuring pictures of pink faced monkeys with all kinds of electrodes and things in their heads and lop eared rabbits with their fur shaved off and weeping eyes. The RSPCA were more into emaciated donkeys with long curly hooves and starving dogs. The dunkeys really did us in, I remember myself and my sister  bawling our eyes out the entire drive home in the back of the car looking at these pictures and just our hearts breaking all over the place.

















I had a hell of a lot of empathy for animals as a kid. I had a  pet cemetery in the garden where i would conduct burials for all the roadkill i stumbled upon on my daily local trots. Shovelling up the tiny little corpses off the road, wrapping them in newspaper and burying them in miniature raised graves side by side with the cherished family pets consisting of mice, hamsters goldfish, cats, guinea pigs....etc there was a pretty high pet death toll in the Cooney household. Each animal had it's own handpainted tombstone. One grave housed only half of the corpse of my beloved pet eel Dick Francis, the other half of Dick Francis's slippery little body lay in the grave next door in the belly of my cat Benjamin Wolfgang who had eaten Dick Francis the day before he himself got hit by a car. Holy hell there's tragedy in childhood i tell you, the  tenderness of youth leaves you vulnerable to every living thing's pain.

Wednesday, 29 June 2011

BE BRAVE























'I can rip out the roar
from the throat of a tiger,
or gargle with fire
or sleep one whole night in the Minotaur's lair,
or flay the bellowing fur
from a bear,
all for a dare.
There's nothing I fear'.

extract from Carol Ann Duffy, 'Delilah'

I was in the Lorimer subway station today in Brooklyn and there was a beautiful boy playing slide guitar and when he started singing i got goosebumps all along my arms even in the heat of the subway station....it stayed with me the whole way up to 42nd street... it sounded like late night bars on the outskirts of town with ropey strippers dancing on tables, dollar bills tucked into their knickers, it was riding horses accross sun parched prairie lands with a dry mouth and big heart and the sun going down behind the mountains like a phoenix rising up from the ashes, it was a neon cross outside the church ground with a sign saying Jesus loves you and a bunch of choir boys in white gowns singing acapella at sunday service in Texas. It was so good it made me sad and happy at the same time, i think maybe that's what you call bittersweet.

Tuesday, 21 June 2011

APPLE OF MY EYE



Ah .....New York you lover of stars, massive food portions, steaming manholes, good smells, bad smells, bedbugs, cockroaches, dingey bars (Mars Bar you know who you are), this is the the only bar i've ever experienced where in the toilets i didn't want to touch anything including the toilet paper, ice is a luxury and drinks are served straight up hard as nails, you take what you're given. Propping up the bar is a bunch of people who could only be described as a bag of broken biscuits, a jammy dodger with no jam, half a bourbon creme etc... and they have the Pogues on the jukebox. It's good to be back in the city with  cars big as bars and rivers of gold.

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

THIS IS WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE

I got this image from my beautiful friends Poppy's blog. I haven't seen something so perfect in ages.I love her blog, it's so honest and always makes me feel calm and grounded which is just like Poppy is. http://levoici.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, 7 June 2011

DUFFY JEWELLERY

So my awesome buddy Joe who is the creater of Duffy Jewellery is known as 'Little joe'. Now Little Joe is actually a 6ft 5 muscle bound beanpole heartbreaker of a man but because he has two older brothers he's been called 'little' since he was a nipper, it's very confusing because now he is massive. Anyway Joe is a very talented artist and Jeweller and his new shop is opening up on Thursday 15th June on Redchurch street next week.


Look how sexy Joe's new shop is, all dark and moody. I was with him when we found that turtle there on the wall. I am still jealous of it. I wish it was mine.













It's not just a shop debut, it will also showcase his new collection 'Memories of Innocence'.Be there or be Square.

Tuesday, 31 May 2011

ILL BE YOUR DAWG

























Kid, you're destined for stardom, big city, bright lights, you'll probably never even remember that you used to draw all over the family pet when you're famous and the whole world is at your feet and you're like King Midas and everything you touch turns to gold. When in doubt you'll just get your crayolas out.

As a kid i was obsessed with drawing, i drew on everything, i would draw all over the walls of my aunties and uncles houses, all over their flocked wallpaper.... as well as my parents walls at home. I was crafty back then, I would draw under picture frames and under the hanging photo's of all of us kids in our school uniforms. 

One day as i was having a particularly good time scribbling sweet nothings with a blue marker in the gap between the grandfather clock and the stairs, my dad caught me red handed and let out a roar 'to stop drawing all over the fucking walls'.

I got such a fright i laid off the wall drawing for ages but i got itchy about it, fingers got twitchy and so one balmy summers evening i climbed up on top of the 6ft high wardrobe in my bedroom and drew all over the ceiling. My mum walked into the room clocked me mid doodle and was like "Jesus Christ I cannot believe this Celestine, i'm getting your father'. My response was 'this is not a wall' whereupon the old animal instincts and i jumped off the top of the wardrobe and  knocked myself clean unconscious.

The next thing i remember is my dad holding up 3 fingers and saying how many fingers am i holding up Celestine?' and me saying 'oh for gods sake...6 fingers, i can see 6, is this a dream?'

Friday, 27 May 2011

POESY & JESUS UP A TREE

























My poesy and the Meadham Kirchhoff painted and glittered jamjar vase they came in from the Topshop secret store party on wednesday evening. Poesy and Jesus look great together dontcha think, they go together like bread and butter....



...... just like Ben and Ed the Meadham Kirchhoff boys who gave a great interview in this issue of Twin and Nick Dorey took this picture of them that i love. 

Thursday, 26 May 2011

HEYA JANE....YOURE SO COOL























So i was searching for a picture of the white Supreme box logo/Birken bag that i saw on someone's arm in a photo at a party.... and the only ones i could find had lady gaga in them but every cloud has a silver lining cos i did find this awesome picture of Jane Birken with her namesake birken bag and her rad dog. How cool is she!

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

DOROTHEA'S DISPLACED BONES




























The amazing Dorothea Barth Jorgensen who I worked with on this story for the new issue of Twin. She is awesome and so is her blog http://displacedbones.blogspot.com/. Check it out.

Saturday, 14 May 2011

THE HILLS HAVE EYES












Rodarte Feature I worked on for Twin IV with photographer Ben Toms, lots of birds including the beautiful and cool Sara Blomqvist. It was a great day we got to meet all of the feathered beauties here and at the ned of the day we all got to hold the eagle who was about the same weight as a can of stella, you would have thought he weighed a tonne but i guess that's where the saying 'light as a feather'  comes from. Raj, the little grumpy looking one with the orange eyes almost had a part on harry Potter, he was trained to turn the pages on a book for the film so he's the mini celeb with buckets of attitude there at the sanctuary, he won many hearts this day. Among other highlights i was transfixed by the sight of Elsa the owl mercilessly chowing down on a (pre-dead) baby chick. Fascinating and barbaric (they are predators after all) it deserves a post all of it's own. Big thanks go out to Randall the head falconer who was the hostess with mostess on the day. www.countrywidefalconry.co.uk

Photographer Ben Toms
Hair Naoki Komiya
Make Up Lucy Burt

Model Sara Blomqvist @Viva

THE YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS































































































New editorial i styled for Twin IV with the amazing Dorothea Barth Jorgensen and a host of beautiful  English boys here in London.

Photography Jason Kibbler
Hair James Pecis
Make up Kirsten Piggot
Casting Sarah Murray