Sunday, 7 June 2015

In full bloom

Levi 501 CT Jeans

I came across the ye old saying via the ‘gram’ (instagram, if you haven’t caught on yet) and it said, “we don’t stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stopped playing.” I’ve adopted some traits that possibly emulate a full transition into adulthood such as rather than thinking about playing in the garden, I actively source products and ideas to do some gardening. In all honesty I’ve been beating around the bush with the task of trimming the hedges, as my nether regions are only ones I’m interested in tendering to. A little undone and dishevelled, I look crazy but the repetition of silhouette with a silk cut blouse and straight-legged denim keeps me sane and also steers me in a direction of presenting an uncompromising front. An over abundance of different cuts and shapes combined with the large array of texture and colours is the driving force of the outfit in this post. Although I’ve put it to bed for the rest of summer this monster of a coat takes balls to wear. The coat has a subtle messiness that possesses a little fray embedded in a deliberate bouquet of colours that makes it all the more interesting. It suggests I’m both chaotic and amateurish, I was and probably still am confused about what I’m wearing in this post, but it worked well.  So maybe I’m not done growing yet and there’s still time to play. 
Summer Floral Fur, Levi 501 CT
Levi 501 CT
summer full bloom, notting hill london, farm cottage

Wearing: Vintage Fur Coat, Vintage Silk Blouse, Levi 501 Jeans, Dr Marten vs Bolongaro Trevor pixie boots

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Sunday, 31 May 2015

Flared Weather Friends

Change is inevitable and it’s not something within my control. At best, I’m a glass half full type and I learn to adapt, so when it came for the time to clear out my wardrobe, I did not hesitate. Sifting through a field of dump em’s, fix em’s and denim’s with a few sweeping motions of fabric dusting the floors better than my hoover Henry could, I finally formed a friendship with an unlikely pair I once deemed an enemy of progression, the flared jeans. My J brands’ Valentina Flare is rife with nostalgia and they remind me of a pair my mum bought me way before my time or anyone else’s for that matter. 
Topshop’s boyfriend and skinnies and anything Alexa Chung related was a lane geared for an it- girls direction. Tammy girl at Ealing Broadway was a swerve I could only get on as I had neither of the three and I couldn’t afford to play catch-up with my peers. The daddy long-legs trope carried me through my teen years until I was in a position to abandon them altogether, swearing off the idea to ever web my body through them again. Now that I’ve embraced getting older, I currently dress in a way that evokes a sense of the 1970s for a child of the 1990s, as they lean on the less funky and more functional side of proportions. 
I favor a wide ankle opening that leaves room to close the door on anything that is too form fitting and on trend. The 'cousin it' of the denim camaraderie finally gets picked out of the bunch. They’re a staple piece, a great pick and considerably the least attractive of the bunch. Nevertheless they have shaped and molded me into accepting that this month is one filled with many transitions that also include my wardrobe and I’m in it for the long haul. My dressed down days are on the up and considering the weathers temperament, I can only hope it stays that way.

Wearing: Vintage Jacket, Topshop ribbed crop top & belt, JBrand Valentina Jeans, Stuart Weitzman Pumps 
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Sunday, 29 March 2015

Blame it on the boogie



March is here and supposedly a time when all habits and resolutions are meant to kick in. The 70s inspiration is one that I’m fully getting a grasp of that has prompted me to reinvent myself more times than I actually care to admit The clocks went forward and a conversation that struck at chocolate hour about my plans for the weekend, kept me wondering if constant overhauls to my wardrobe changes is a club that I’m too late to join.

I’m on my 'Steve Jobs'  when it comes to ‘getting down’ and that’s just how I work. My norm-core attire is hardly earth shattering, but in order to get loose I had to feel it too. My turtleneck and jeans combo for a working 9-5 are on rotation, a playlist I live by that’s forever on repeat. 

Guarded with security in wearing layers for comfort, I recoil in attending nights out where the dress code is risqué, an effort not worth queuing up for. My barely there and nudes tones are straightforward, in order to make a real catch I have to be ready to colour outside of the lines and paint the town-red.  A lipstick colour I wear to avoid looking like a tramp.  

My Cream blazer married off with black velvet top is a double date that’s too cute to pass. My intentions speak volume, a language riveting for a scene with a je ne sais quoi My gold necklace and teamed with finger-coveted bling rings in the night to save me from feeling all to disappointed. To be honest getting ready is the best part about going out, so sticking with my usual get up to get down is a vibe that will certainly get me high and wasted.

Wearing: Escada Vintage Blazer, Vintage Velvet Turtleneck, J Brand Flared Jeans, Christian Louboutin Brogues

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Sunday, 22 February 2015

Newly Reformed


A wardrobe rebirth guided by the style gods at Reformation, Can i get an Amen!

Fashion week is here and its always encouraged a good spring-clean around this time of month. I’ve given up on shopping for Lent, as all my favourites pieces are in for the Fall 2015’ it gives me a good time to play catch up when the Autumn-Winter season arrives.

Lent is a time to reflect and renew. A cleanse is a way of doing that by allowing yourself to uncover the best version of you and give you the tools to work on said version everyday or for the next Forty days, however you decide. It’s the same old tune I sing every year especially around February. A look back on my New Navy post gave me the chance to move forward with a whole new crew that goes by the name of Reformation. They are everything I’m looking for in a wardrobe: Classic, vintage-Inspired and simple.

Moving forward in a stage where everyone is hell bent on nostalgia has allowed me to take a few steps back and gain some perspective. I’ve pressed paused on this whole minimalism thing as I am starting to sound like a broken record. Minimalism is a performance that requires stillness. I’m impatient, thus dubious styling method and frustration ensues all for the simple attempt of getting dressed in the morning. I want to dance to the beat of my own drum and wear an outfit worthy of a standing ovation.

My go-to item of clothing is trousers. With an added flare- like the ones I’m wearing in this post are fitting, as they are both flexible and personal. I no longer feel straight legged, lanky and awkward. I’m lean, with a jig in my stride and a hip in my step.

This won’t be the first and last time you’ll see me wearing the trousers. My eat- sleep- wear repeat mantra is something I take as gospel and with this outfit I’ll gladly sing its song of praise. I feel like I’m burning bridges by resisting the temptation to overstep my boundaries in my purging stint and invest in more of their pieces. Come hell or high water, it’s a thin line, but with flat footwear makes it an easy balance that might be worth crossing.

Wearing: Vintage Coat, American Apparel Turtleneck, Reformation Trousers and Fratelli Rossetti Brogues 



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