Murphy DJs for Henwood

Coming Tuesday Roisin will be DJing at the launch of Simon Henwood's new book of artwork, simply entitled HENWOOD. The work covers 20 years of Henwood's creative work.

The book includes collaborations with many musicians including Kanye West, Kylie Minogue, Imogen Heap, Badly Drawn Boy, Devendra Banhart, and, of course, Roisin Murphy.

The event will take place at Vanilla in Central London. Apparently the venue will be curated for one night only with some of Henwood’s more unusual work from over the years.


Independent cover girl

Further to my previous post, here's a scan of Roisin gracing the cover of The Independent supplement The New Review.

The image is taken from photographer Pal Hansen's blog. Here's what he says about working with Roisin: What a delight she was to work with - full of attitude and style.

A stylish life

An interesting style & fashion feature from last week's The Independent... How cute is little Roisin?

Through the looking glass: Róisín Murphy reflects on her stylish life

Gigs, photo sessions, catwalk shows, parties... a busy woman needs a change of outfit or two. Here, the Moloko-singer-turned-solo-star talks us through some of her more memorable fashion moments

My obsession with fashion started with my fabulous grandmother. She was never seen without her red lipstick or without her hair done. In the winter she would parade around in a full-length mink coat with leather gloves. She was matriarch of the family; her husband died early, so she ran three businesses and brought up four children on her own. She always showed to the world an incredible strength in the way she dressed, and that has influenced me to this day.

In Ireland in the 1960s and 1970s there were lots of beauty pageants, and both my mum and my Auntie Linda were beauty queens in their teens. They were also very intelligent women, thank God. They'd sit around and talk about the clothes they wore and the places they went in them. I come from a family that is extremely aspirational and I'm so proud of them for that. My father would say things to me like, "Why would you ever want to be ordinary. Why?" I'm still living off the things they all helped me dream of.

When I was about nine and old enough to dress myself, I would swing wildly from being an absolute tomboy to ridiculous frilliness. At that time my brother was really into this female Irish singer who had a bleached-blonde flat-top. One day, I got my pocket money and went up town and had one done. My brother thought it was great, my mother was bemused and my father started crying. It wasn't an act of rebellion, I just thought it looked good. I didn't realise how extreme it was until I saw my dad's tears. My confirmation was shortly after so I had to do the ceremony with this really hard marine's haircut teamed with a soft peach dress and silk scarf. My mum plonked this awful old-lady's hat on top of it to try and hide it. Awful.

My Auntie Linda was a complete hoarder and her attic was where I played as a child. Her husband was a musician so his clothes were amazing too. He was really skinny and tall and looked liked Donald Sutherland. He had all these tight Levi's jeans, country-and-western belts and plaid shirts, and she had all these little 1960s dresses and gorgeous slingbacks. By the time I had finished in there there was nothing left. God help them.

When I was 12 we moved to Manchester. It was the 1980s and I have to say my mother did like a shoulder pad or two. At around this time my mum took up antique dealing seriously. Prior to that we'd always been wheeler-dealers – selling a lorryload of lead one day and Dutch masters in Christie's the next. She had a fantastic eye. We used to go round all the charity shops and car-boot sales; she'd be getting antiques and I'd be getting clothes. We'd go out to the shops in the posh areas where the Cheshire set live and just scoop the stuff up.

Then I started getting into music. The first club I went to was Isabella's in Manchester. It was 1960s-themed and I used to wear catsuits, pantaloon suits, boots, PVC hats and fake eyelashes with everything. Then, in around 1989, I started getting into house music and so went through more of a sporty phase. The first really expensive fashion item I bought was a sailing jacket. It was a snow-white Henri Lloyd and was absolutely beautiful. It cost £250 and I worked all summer in Debenhams to pay for it. It was Gore-Tex... I've had a bit of an affair with Gore-Tex ever since.

Then, when I was 17, I went to Sheffield to go and live with my boyfriend and got my hair cut short again. It was a proper skinhead. When he saw me there were tears over that one too. But I loved it. I used to wear black PVC shiny trousers and go to this club called the Palais. They used to really mix it up. They'd play funk, soul, house and a bit of ragga. It was around that time that I started to mix things up stylistically as well. I stopped going through phases and started becoming more myself, I suppose.

But it was only when I started Moloko that I realised how powerful the images I was creating could be. Early on I went out and bought a leatherette pencil skirt and a tight black and maroon top. It was extreme and sexy. I wore it in the video for our second single and they played it on Saturday- morning kids' TV and people said to me, "I've never seen anyone look quite like that before on children's TV."

When I'm performing I like a certain amount of structure in my clothes – and in my haircut too. Changing on stage has become a big part of my performance now. I don't know if I'm hiding behind it, but I do get the strength to face the world if I'm wearing hard, blunt edges. Like I said before, I think it comes from my grandma. She'd ' wear masculine clothes, it gave her strength. Also, I do a lot of my own styling so it can be a bit scary as I'm the one making my own mistakes. There's a whole slipstream of the media now that deals with who looks right and who looks wrong now. I've got no right to complain, but it is a bit negative. I do get it wrong sometimes, of course, but the most irritating thing about that is when people say, "What was Róisí*Murphy's stylist thinking?"

The first fashion show I went to was Markus Lupfer, about 10 years ago, I think. It's kind of grown from there and last season I seemed to go to everything. I had just come off stage at the end of September and didn't have anything to do so threw myself into going to shows. The more I did the more I had to do, and people were like, "You must come to this" and "You really must go there". I was changing in the car on the way to places. It was lunacy really.

It is a can of worms, though. I know I have to be careful. I went to Paris Couture a few weeks ago and every single person in fashion was there. But the funny thing was, I was there wondering whether any of these people knew what I actually do? Do they know that I'm a good artist, a good performer, a great songwriter? For me that's what's really important. I need to be a little bit careful. I'm not, for example, going to cancel a studio session to go to a Balmain show. That's not going to happen. I love dressing up and making the images, but it all starts with the music. If there are no songs, there's no point.

My classical clothing phase: This is a beautiful picture of me, my brother and my mum and dad outside our house in Ireland in 1976. My mother was amazing-looking; she was tall with really great legs. I think she looks the absolute spitting image of me now in this picture. I even recently had a blonde bowl-cut exactly the same as she has here. As a child she would dress me classically in velvet dresses, plaid and Arran jumpers. There was one green jumper in particular that I used to scream with tears whenever she tried to put it on me. That must have been my first fashion tantrum, aged six.

Date with Dior: This was 2001 when I wore a Dior dress over the top of a pair of Levi's jeans. I was responsible for throwing this outfit together, I'm afraid, and I think the jury's still out on this one. The annoying thing is, I was wearing an amazing Dior coat over the top. It was a humungous parka with a massive train covered in emblems. It was stunning, genius, but I took it off and it never got photographed.

Catwalk bride: I've only appeared on a catwalk twice. This is the first time, back in 2001, and it was for Pauric Sweeney, a lovely Irish boy. I was the mad bride at the end of show and my face was covered in gold flakes. I think I look a little bit "Like a Virgin". I just stepped out, walked along and tried to keep my composure. It was much easier than the second show I did at Paris Couture for Alexandre Vauthier a few weeks ago, which had a gold catwalk and I was wearing slippery shoes. The models manage to make it look easy, but it isn't.

Suburban fantasy figure: This is from the video I did with my boyfriend, the artist Simon Henwood. It's for the single "You Know Me Better" from my solo album Overpowered. This shot was taken in my garden in north London in 2008. I don't think I look anything like myself. I look like an absolutely lovely artist's muse running around a sun-dappled garden. It's Simon's fantasy of me. But he now knows it's not true.

Little black dress with a twist: This is me in Preen in New York last month. I went to see [designers] Justin and Thea a couple of days before the show and they invited me to pick out something to wear. I've got to know them over the seasons and they are lovely people. The first big-shouldered thing I ever wore was Preen, it was a rounded, double-breasted black coat that looked very Thierry Mugler. I thought that this was the loveliest dress on the rail.

Thanks to Michel for letting me know!


Roisin at Hats etc.

An interview with Roisin at the opening of Hats: An Anthology by Stephen Jones at the V&A in London last month.


L.E.S. Artistes

I just returned from a weekend break in sunny Spain and found this wonderful picture in my inbox: Roisin and Santigold (formerly known as Santogold) at the Alexander Wang show in New York last month.

These are, without a doubt, my two favourite artists in the world right now. Ladies, next time you get together can I sit in the middle? Please...

A big thank you to Engin!

Amber Gray photos

Two rare pictures of Roisin taken by the American photographer Amber Gray.


Roisin en Paris

On the weekend Roisin was in Paris for Fashion Week, where she attended the Jeremy Scott show sporting a military look.

Thanks to Betty and A. for the pictures!


London last night: Soul i-D

Last night Roisin and her partner Simon Henwood attended the private view of Soul i-D at Christie's on Old Brompton Road in London.

> Roisin with Jaime Winstone

> Roisin with her partner Simon Henwood

Thanks to Betty!


Best Festival Photo Award

This amazing shot of Roisin performing at the V Festival in Perth last year won the won Best Festival Photo at the FasterLouder Festival Awards.

Here's what photographer Anthony Tran has to say about the awarded photo:

This photo was lucky enough to be taken from the right place at the right time. With the help of a low stage, Róisín Murphy reached out to her audience, shaking the hands of many adoring fans. It's moments like these that are the hardest to capture. There is a lot of luck needed to create a defining photo, but there's skill in turning that to your advantage. Just live in the moment, and take the picture. This is one of my all-time favourite shots and I never thought it would lead to anything else, let alone win an award.

Picture courtesy of Anthony Tran