Cheaper than chips, The Vinage Kilo Sale Returns!


Greetings Vintage Fans!

So, as you probably know, that most momentous of events, The Vintage Kilo Sale, calls at London this Saturday, bringing 5 TONNES of vintage stock at a meager £15 per kilo. So affordable that it makes ‘Bargain Hunt’ look like Harrods, we wanted to show off some of our favourite bits…

Appetites whet? We thought so! For all the details of Saturday’s Bethnal Green event, click here.

See you soon vintage fans!

Judy HQ x


“Art is for everybody” – A tribute to Keith Haring

The late seventies and early eighties – what springs to mind? Florals, flares, garish prints? Big salaries and bigger hair? Pomp, pretence and bubblegum pop? Yes, welcome to the cliche. Yet amongst a plethora of things that were slightly tongue in cheek sits the incredible Keith Haring.

A church-going, cartoon-drawing shy boy from Kutztown, Keith in later years would be called many things: street artist, party boy, charlatan and social pioneer – the artist who turned art on its head. Just looking at Keith’s work produces that sense of the uncanny; crawling babies and dancing dogs, peace signs and patterns, all of which are common place on t-shirts and post cards today.

Friends with Madonna, Grace Jones and graffiti artist LA 2, Keith’s remarkable public artworks (including subway drawings and subway cars to a painting on the Berlin Wall) fanned the flames of his notoriety. With fame came the call of his original idol – Andy Warhol – with whom he became a life-long friend, calling each other every night before bed to ‘gossip like old ladies.’

And so what is the draw to the late Keith Haring despite his incredible propensity for art? It is that for every iota of iconic style lies a remarkable amount of substance; an all round nice guy, Keith used his art to shed light on a growing drug scene and get help for those suffering via ‘crack is whack.’

Diagnosed with HIV and following the the 80s outbreak of AIDS, Keith’s art fought against bureaucracy, the red-tape and shame that prevented help and change. ‘Silence = Death’ Keith said – what more to say than that? Working up until a month before his death, his campaign helped many.

But in spite of all his commitment to social change, it is Keith’s drive to change art itself that gets me. Although Warhol showed the ordinary as art, consumable, reproducible, transactional at best (“good business is the best art” he said) Keith turned ‘art’ accessible; working for the outcast, the downtrodden as well as the well-to-do, he declared that “art is for everybody” (and we couldn’t agree more!)









Keith, for that (and for some bloody great drawings!) we at Judy’s salute you!

Retro regards,

Judy HQ x

A cheeky trip to Condale

Greetings vintage fans. Are you well/ blossoming in this pseudo-spell of Springtime heat? Many a pasty leg has seen the light of late [our limbs included] – like Casper at the Seaside – MUST.GET.TANNED.

So, yesterday evening, we took a little jaunt over to Sheffield to go see one of our fave new sing-song duos, Summer Camp. Why are we telling you this on this most hallowed of fashion blogs? Because we FRIKKIN loved their outfits…

Aztec prints, crucifix earrings, more totally tropical than a Lilt Lady – lovechild with Mr Delmonte himself. Watching longingly from the It Box [don’t be deceived by the above VIP ‘side of stage’ photo – my arms just have the dexterousness of your average school project pipe-cleaner – handy!] safe to say,  we loved it.

And the music? As painfully 80s/ 90s infused as the shirt on Jeremy’s back; dreamy synth, lyrics brimming with the angst of a thousand corridors and a performance bursting like bubble-gum, leaving us pink and sticky in the face [which we’re TOTES ok with btw!]  – check out their album ‘Welcome to Condale’ here.






It’s not right, but it’s ok…

When both a style-idol and iconic voice pass away, the results are twofold; as well as shock, disappointment and an undeniable awareness of our own mortal coil, we get retrospective.

And so, instead of focusing on the questionable end, we’re focusing on the perm-y beginnings and giddy middle of miss Whitney Houston’s career [cue eighties prints, leather trenches and ‘how will i know’ on repeat] Whitney, we will always love you.