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April 2020



Quarantine Chic

{A 15 year old cardiganos, a stale nightie, some D.I.M.D.I vans and 5 day old hair ~ Quarantine Chic 2020}


How green is your catwalk? How sustainable is your vision? How circular is your economy?


These were the questions Vogue found dominating the Spring 2020 catwalks back in October 2019. They were legitimate questions and ones that once again will need answering. But not right now. Time, like fashion, changes quickly and these questions are no longer on everyones lips.

Having finally arrived in the Spring/Summer of 2020 a different crop of questions appear to have arisen. How long can I wear my tracksuit bottoms before I need to wash them? Is a common one along with Why bother with a bra? and Should I go grey?

The predictions for what we’d all be wearing this season have been thrown out of the window as ‘We the people’ take back our style. No longer will we be dictated to by large fashion conglomerates urging us to partake in this environmentally destructive industry. No longer will we be a slave to trends and a desire to fit in. The rules have been relaxed so much they’re taking an afternoon nap….And we’ve never looked better.

Here with correspondence from the front line are the ways in which we’re defying what was expected of us and creating our own Quarantine Chic

1. Comfy bums

Whether it’s an old pair of leggings that have seen better days, some tracksuit bottoms with stains on them or simply your TKMaxx workout pants ~ Bottoms are comfy AF. No restrictive waistband need apply for status during this time. Elasticated or ‘way too loose to be seen in public’ waistbands are what we’re looking for. Along with baggy knees and an unflattering butt. Comfy bums do exactly what they say on the tin but perhaps most importantly, with all this sitting around that’s currently popular, they don’t give you trapped wind. Winning on all levels.

As the weather heats up a random selection of shorts are representing Comfy bums.  They can be unattractive sports shorts, way too flimsy running shorts or simply inappropriate for public short shorts. Any will do they simply need to be accompanied by an unshaven leg and a severe need for a pedicure. Reports coming in from a nearly 40 year old woman in South East London, and I quote ~ ‘…My legs are so hairy right now as I was walking around my flat last night – legs out – I could feel a breeze in them..’

2. Underwear? Nowhere!

It’s a controversial trend but one I urge you all to embrace. Firstly lose the bra. Don’t even look at it. Let your baps be free. Give them time to unevenly swing and bob about with not a care in the world as to who’s checking out those sweet nippy titties. All the way over in Hove I heard whispers of individuals still wearing a bra simply for that feeling of relief when it’s whipped off come 5pm. Whatever floats your boat.

Speaking of boats, if you haven’t already, lose the under crackers too. Going commando is the new ‘wearing underwear’. It’s everywhere. I’ve never had such a low rota of washing clothes. Saving the environment AND airing your overgrown privates? What’s not to love about this trend.

3. Mixology

A personal favourite of mine that has spilled over from previous seasons. Mix and match has never been so prevalent. Put it all on together. Think more mixing and less matching. Actually forget matching altogether. Whilst standing in my local post office queue for 45 minutes the other day I felt particularly proud of my outfit. Some grey bobbly leggings paired with bright blue and yellow bermuda shorts. An orange puffer jacket was involved whereas a bra wasn’t. The cohesion of this outfit was immense. It reminded me of way back in mid March 2020 when I would pair a nightie I’d not bothered to change out of with some trainers and a winter coat just to take the bins out. Trés chic.

4. No Poo & No Slap

Trend forecasters may have predicted with the return of the roaring 20’s chic bobs and kohl lined eyes would once again be en vogue. It appears none of us have chosen to take up these styles. Instead we’re putting down the shampoo altogether and letting ‘natural oils’ style our dos. ‘What a state’, ‘So overgrown’ and ‘No, it’s just greasy’ are compliments often heard on the front rows of FaceTimes.

Whilst the majority of makeup is gathering dust on dressing tables the red lip appears to still be going strong. Stylistically, for me, it brightens a dry, sallow, zit riddled face.  It was spotted twice in that 45 minute post office queue and it’s also making a regular appearance at group Houseparties accompanied by raging insomnia and a pint of Gin.

5. 50 fades of Grey

The colour of the season? According to the projections of fashion weeks there’s never just one but this season those in the know went with Grey. Whether it’s old leggings, baggy jumpers or bottom of the drawer underwear. It could be your lover’s tracksuit bottoms, the colour of your society deprived skin or simply your roots coming through ~ grey is everywhere.

From slate to marl to Jaime Dornan’s acting this is a colour that needs to be embraced as well as revered for providing comfort and solace at this, what I would say, real moment in fashion history of great grossness.

As for accessories ~ Bags are so last season as are heels, boots, brogues, oxfords, wedges, mules…basically anything that isn’t a trainer or a slipper. Jewellery appears to be worn either not at all or all at once so it isn’t, like a large portion of the workforce, made to feel redundant.

Whatever style you choose to adopt this Spring/Summer be safe in the knowledge that it hasn’t come from the catwalks. No magazine or influencer predicted your chosen chicness. You did it all by yourself using the clothes you already own, a dearth of hair dye/clippers and a lack of interest in showering each day.

If you’re over on Instagram wearing your latest pristine Ganni dress whilst sitting in your flower filled garden, then good for you! Go for it. I, on the other hand, am bucking the trend of keeping it together and am currently on my South circular facing balcony wearing a pair of unflattering trousers I cut into shorts, a t-shirt I’ve slept in for 3 nights and roots Debbie Harry would be proud of. Once again, Trés chic….

Posted in Comfy chic, Fashion week, Inspiration, Inspire me, Mixology, Summer plans



October 2019



Change needs to come

                                                                                                                      {Stylist magazine fashion feature. Oct 2019}

As a month of fashion weeks came to an end, at the beginning of October, for the first time in a long time I felt a little empty. I have always enjoyed New York, London, Milan and Paris’ extravagant showcasing of the future fashion trends. Much enjoyment is derived from working out what I’ll adopt into my wardrobe for the following season. I especially love seeing the street style peacocking of show goers entering the spotlight.

This year, however, it felt like no one involved got the memo. The memo that was sent out, quite some time ago now, was that the fashion industry is ‘pretty bad’ for the environment. So bad in fact it’s up there with cows….and we all know how unpopular cows are at the moment. Watching the relentless stream of catwalk shows, come directly into my phone, felt ignorant. Ignorant to the fact that everyone else appears to be on board with the problems facing the environment except the fashion industry. We’ve all been on board for some time now. The messages came through loud and clear and we’re all attempting to do our bit.

We’re VERY aware plastic straws are now a big no no. Viral footage has shown they’re going to end up the nostrils of a poor turtle.

We’re also aware of how we must recycle, cut down on single use plastic, reduce our air travel, put more plants in our bedrooms {very on trend at the moment}. We, the average Joes and Joannas of the world, know the lasting damage of our carbon footprints. Why doesn’t the fashion industry? Why are we still rolling out the red carpet, multiple times a year, for a month long party of 5-7 minute shows? Firstly the production involved in these shows alone cost an insane amount of money. But most importantly the continuation of supplying these clothes to the public ‘contribute to 10% of the global greenhouse gasses due to it’s long supply chains and energy intensive production’

According to the UN climate change organisation the fashion industry consumes more energy than the aviation and shipping industry combined. I mean that’s hardcore. That would give me nightmares. In the case of former Suno designer, Erin Beatty, it did ~

In 2016, everything changed. I was out of a job, 8 months pregnant with my second child, and deeply concerned for my country’s future. Something had shifted and I no longer believed in the way I knew how to work: designing, making and selling clothes. I knew there had to be a better way. Rentrayage {her new upcycling clothing label} is my effort to create something new, without the waste and heavy footprint that haunts me.

While a handful are attempting to change their ways ~ becoming more sustainable, promoting buying less and of a better quality ~ the majority seem to still be turning a blind eye to the memo. The blindness appeared especially prevalent on Monday 23rd September. As Gucci and Dolce & Gabanna sent their brand clad models down the catwalk Greta Thunberg gave her emotional speech at the UN climate change summit. Regardless of what you think about her speech {anyone want to discuss?} the message was loud and clear. ‘Time is running out. Pull your fingers out and stop spouting empty promises.’ Words to that effect.

CEO of luxury monolith LVMH, Bernard Arnault’s, response to Thunberg’s speech was disappointing. He said she was “indulging in an absolute catastrophism about the evolution of the world.” He also added “If we don’t want to go backwards, we still need growth.” An inevitable response coming from the second richest man in the world.

Does change ever come from the top though? Looking to those who have the furtherest to fall, for the drastic change we so desperately need, is like looking to the British Government to make a decision. {BURN!} The loudest voices over the past few years have come from the ground up. From the everyday people shouting passionately above everyone else. They’ve come from one girl who was shot in the head. One girl who survived when her classmates were gunned down. And one girl who decided to strike from school. From these young people large movements towards better education, freedom of speech, gun control laws and environmental activism have arisen.

In the early teens {Do we call 2010-2013 that yet?} the way the public consumed fashion week started to change. Much to the utter annoyance of the more established members of the fashion industry bloggers were beginning to take up the front rows of the catwalk shows. They would photograph every part of the show then run home and upload a blog post to thousands of their followers. No longer was there a days wait to find out what the upcoming trends were going to be. As technology advanced these bloggers and social media stars would live stream the shows to their now millions of followers. The mainstream media was being cut out of the equation and we had all the information we needed immediately.

If a bunch of self taught writers and photographers can so drastically change the way we consume an industry maybe we need to look to them? To start at the bottom when attempting to change the damage we’re so rapidly doing to our environment? Or maybe we can start here. With a monthly newsletter that’s sent out to 60 people…

Let’s take our inspiration from the catwalks and then go source what we want in a less harmful way. We need to buy less. That’s a given. Let’s ask ourselves whether we really need an item. Then, if it is a necessity, can it be borrowed, bought second hand or upcycled? Is the cheapest option available to us the best option? The environment is one issue being discussed here. Slave labour and human rights also need to come into play when thinking about buying fast fashion. Let’s start investing in quality over quantity and let’s carry on the conversation with a friend. We can be the change we want to see in the world.

Posted in Fashion week, Let's discuss



February 2019



Oh for something new in fashion

Sometimes I wake in the middle of the night drenched in sweat. My heart is pounding and my breathing erratic. I take a large gulp of air and try to calm myself. I rack my foggy, sleepy brain for what could have awoken me so violently…..and then I remember.

Low rise jeans are making a comeback.

NOOOOooooooo!!! I mean COME ON! How much more do they think we can take? What with T**** in power, Brexit looming over our country and Beyonce forcing us all to go vegan I’m at my wits end. Now, as a 40 year old woman with short legs and a wobbly gut, you’re expecting me to wear jeans that skim the top of my ever present pubes? How dare you!

Within the safe circle of this newsletter I will admit that first time round I was a big fan of the low rise. I really was. I would go so far as to say I was one of the first people {no doubt in the world} to start rocking them. In 2000 I saw a picture of Mariah Carey in a pair of jeans where the waistband had been cut off. It was the simplest DIY ever and I took a pair of scissors to 90% of my jeans.

                                                             {Carey with not a care in the world}

Why not? I could afford to back then. I had an unintentional six pack and I was twenty two years old. As I tell all my Wardrobe Detox clients ~ Your twenties are for experimenting with fashion, your thirties are for honing your style and wearing what actually suits your body shape. Regardless of whether it’s in style or not. I was not honed at twenty two. I was always experimenting and I didn’t realise that low rise jeans made my already dumpy legs look even dumpier and my long body like that of a dachshund.

While we’re in the confessional booth of Noughties nightmares I will also admit that I was not adverse to the showcasing of a whales tail. For the uninitiated amongst our congregation the whales tail was the uncouth styling of a coloured thong rising above the dangerously low sea level of your denim. I’m not particularly proud of this era but it was a hell of a lot better than the alternative which was exposing your ass crack to all and sundry whenever you bent down to pick up your dignity.

The cracks {pun intended} started to appear, however, towards the middle of the Noughties. My love affair with Britney’s favourite style of jeans* began to fade. I realised that with nothing supporting my stomach I wasn’t engaging my core when performing heavy lifting or simple general being. I started the incredibly bad habit of using my back instead of my core and I can tell you now the repercussions are STILL OCCURRING. Yes People, you heard it here first. Low rise jeans gave me a bad back and I have therefore deemed them a health hazard. They were uncomfortable, unforgiving and unflattering.

Now, with the return of the low rise jean must come the renaissance of the ‘going out top’. Again. DO ONE!!!

                                                                                                        {chain mail, repurposed pillowcases and a handkerchief}

Never been a fan. Never understood them, never liked them. Back in 2002 these so called ‘tops’ would often resemble a triangle on your front and a complicated macrame task on your back. We were inundated with crop tops of every incarnation ~ T-Shirts with Little Miss characters on them, satin boob tubes purchased from Monsoon and worn by reluctant, bitter bridesmaids. The tiniest of tops would sometimes come in a smart tweed or an elegant houndstooth fooling no one that they could be worn as office attire. There were off the shoulder peasant tops skimming the underside of breasts, chain mail, cowl neck halter tops that were freezing to put on and could only clothe those of us with nothing larger than a -A cup. Denim bustiers, sequinned camisoles and lace trimmed vests.

What other horrors are lurking in the shadows? What unflattering sartorial memories are waiting to pop up on the frame of a teenager and confront us all with our youth?

As discussed before the cowboy boot has returned but I think I’ve made my peace and I’m on board with them. The ever practical fleece is making a comeback but it never went away in my eyes so the rest of what was in fashion nearly two decades ago I think I can do without. The asymmetric hems, the wide belts and the micro bags. These things need to stay with the lost, thin girl who laughed at men when they weren’t funny, didn’t speak up when she didn’t understand and cut her own hair with blunt scissors.

The bubble skirts, the ballet flats, the rose coloured glasses and those bloody painful, unattractive, low rise jeans need to be left in their place of origin.

The Noughties….where nought really needs to be revived. Oh for something new in fashion.





*unlike me, Britney, who also owns short legs and a long body, has never moved on from the fashion crimes of her past. Like a lot of people tend to do she has stayed in the era she felt she looked the best. Google any picture of BS & note that the low rise will be her jean of choice for life. Bless her. May her extra long, tanned torso stay exposed forever. Not sure she’d be Britney without it.

Posted in Fashion week, Inspiration



September 2013



Falling forward

As New York fashion week kicks off the crazy domino effect of fashion weeks around the world I can’t help but not be interested. I mean of course I want to know what everyone’s wearing to & from the shows ~ you know I love a good people watch! ~ but with regards to seeing what we’re all going to be seeing in the shops & on the streets come Spring 2014? Meh….I ain’t so bothered.

I can literally pinpoint Autumns arrival to last Friday. There was a chill in the air come 6pm and for the first time in ages I had to put a scarf in my bag for ‘later’. Why I’ve put my later in inverted commas I’ve no idea but what I meant was that those shoulders and sweet decollatage could not have been bare and bracing themselves against the cool winds of September come 11pm ~ Later. It’s cardi in the house time, socks on in the evening and perhaps a transitional coat or two time.

I’m sad. I’m always sad when summer leaves us and heads of somewhere else to have fun and flanter but I’m slowly but surely coming round to thinking about my autumn winter wardrobe. THERE! I’ve said it. I’m on the turn. If you can remember back to earlier in the year when we were bombarded with Autumn/Winter 13/14 images of what the catwalk produced then lucky you. If not here be a list of favourites that I shall be championing this coming season:

~ Think pink ~ 

pink coat

The pink coat is THE coat for this season. It’ll be thrown in our faces like a big pink blancmange and come February we’ll be sick of the sight of them. For now though I am embracing the trend as I am already the proud owner of a beautiful angel delight coloured winter pinky coat from NYC

pink coat1

~ Plus size ~

If you are going to go for rose hued outer garment then make sure it ~ and all your other coats {you know how I feel about coats} ~ are oversized. You want them to swamp you so much that should another person need to get in there with you, you can accomadate.


Again, I have already been channeling the ‘could be wearing your plus 6’4″ boyfriends coat’ look and love it. You can wear anything underneath and still get your coat over the top of it! Just make sure that your pins poking out the bottom are sleek ~tights, fitted trews ~ and your hair is up, scraped, under a fitted hat to avoid the Hagrid look.


~ Kilt crazy ~ 

Sometimes I am just too ahead of the game and often looked at like I’m all out of wack {this happens quite often} but then certain trends catch up with my trailblazing ass and I am suddenly seen as forward thinking and innovative {yeah this doesn’t happen that often} I am of course talking about tartan and THE KILT that will {like the blancmange coat} be so saturated by next spring no one will want to see one for love nor money. If you can wear the print without looking too try hard DO IT. If it’s out of character and would simply look odd on you ~ STEER CLEAR.


I’ve started a Tartan Army album over on RSNK’s FB page where I shall be hopefully adding more inspiration this winter.

~Sweater suit~

You know I LOVE a skirt suit and I couldn’t be happier that the evolution of the skirt suit has morphed into something that I want to wear EVERY SINGLE DAY! Essentially it’s just a joomp and a skirt put together so not really the most forward thinking of trends and I’m sure everyone’s been ahead of this game at some point in their lives but still. I’m in love. Same prints/patterns/colours are a defo must and above all this is going to be a trend that will be so comfy I will have no trouble daytime napping in it. heading from day into night with it.


joomp 2

~ MaN uP~

Is it bad that I feel like I want to dress like Louis from One Direction at the moment?


For those of you unfamiliar with this wee whippersnappers who are taking over the world ~ Louis’ the one in the middle and I would have absolutely no qualms in wearing his entire outfit. Having been a tomboy until the age of 25 I often hark back to my masculine days of jeans, trainers and short hair. I then dismiss those thoughts and remember that I’m not at University in the 90’s anymore. But on occasion I so wish my WO~man hips were a little slimmer and the legs a little longer so that I could look like a member of a boyband.

It’s going to be a masculine winter and I am looking forward to the challenge ~ as I’ve done before ~ of making m a little more fem.




{all images via the web}

SO it’s now over to you my Shoelets ~

I’ve told you what I’ll be wearing for the shorter days and the colder nights?

What trends are you getting excited about and which ones are you leaving at the door? 

Who’s going for the punk look?

Posted in Fashion week, Inspiration, Kilt kult, Let's discuss



March 2013



Look at me

As a little over a month of fashion weeks around the globe ~ NYC, London, Milan, Paris ~ come to an end in a few days my interest in what has been going on down the runway, as well as out on the streets, has been…well, let’s just say my mind was working over time.  With New York fashion week kicking the whole shebacle off I become addicted to what was going on over the pond. I checked my Instagram constantly and read numerous blogs to keep up to date with what was going on.  As I’ve said before {see here} I am always more interested with what’s going on outside of the shows, the street styling and how everyone is rising to the occasion.

One afternoon I was skimming through twitter and came across this article ‘The circus of fashion’ by Suzy Menkes. While the piece goes on to talk about the relationship that brands have with bloggers the initial emphasis was on the ‘freak’ show outside of the catwalk shows. She talks about the ever increasing peacocking that occurs these days and how people seem to be dressing, not for style sake or perhaps because they believe in what they’re wearing, but simply to get noticed by the mob like papperazzi that loiter outside.

I love street styling and have always said that my inspiration comes from people on the street and not from what’s in the shops but I couldn’t decide whether or not I saw this ‘LOOK AT ME’ tidal wave that is engulfing us as a good or bad thing. As an avid reader and follower of the extremely well written {and very funny} Leandra Medine of The Man Repeller I particularly enjoyed her response to Menkes’ piece. {see here and I really think you should as it is a great piece of journalism}

At the time of reading all this I was getting ready to head off to London Fashion week myself and of course ~ ER! HALLO! It’s ME! ~ was deciding what to wear. Both pieces made me stop and think and wonder whether I was dressing to try and get papped myself. Everyone likes to get noticed but did I need a photograph on the internet to tell me that my outfit was great? Did I need the attention of  a crowd of people I didn’t know to look at my clothes, to comment, to photograph and to judge?

I’ve said before that I like to dress for other people but I dress for MY people. I wear headgear Kass, good knitwear for Tim, stacked jewellery for Bestie from Africa, PANTS for My Husband & Katsy, printed dresses for my Mother.  And while I dress for the occasion, I ultimately dress to feel good, amuse and wow myself in the occasion.

 {m&s sunnies, coat from paris, gifted scarf, vintage bag, d.i.m.d.i leather skirt, tights, beau coops boots}

My outfit for LFW was perfect and so me ~ comfortable & cool. As I strode past the peacoking at Somerset house ~ The backless sequinned dresses {‘where’s your coat love? It’s 2 degrees!!’}, the terry towelling knickers {TRUE STORY} and the unwalkable shoes ~ I felt safe in the knowledge that I was dressing for all the right people. My people.

Posted in Bestie From Africa, Comfy chic, Did It Myself, Didn't I, Fashion week, Kaspia Calypso, Outfit city, Rise to the occasion, Woman in coat



February 2013



Viking victory

The outfit underneath this coat aka Romani~chic circa ’82 is pretty similar to this cosy~tastic get up seen here. Wool, cashmere, layers, sheepskin lined boots. What tickled me pink was not the fact that I was snug as a bug in Bruce Forsyth’s rug but that my outer shell also kept me toasty warm. You could have slathered me in Lurpak & Marmite and I would have been perfection.

After scrolling through Instagram last week & wishing I was in NYC for fashion week ~ and more importantly beautiful blizzard Nemo ~ I got to daydreaming about how I would have combated the onslaught of a blizzard, kept myself warm but still dressed up for the biggest event on the clothes calendar without looking like a drowned cat. I know that I couldn’t have had any skin showing ~ a foot, an arm, a MID RIFFF…YES SOME PEOPLE WERE DOING THAT!! ~ so my fur hat & my wool, leather adorned coat ,which made me look {read feel!} like a viking, would have been my party piece de resistance.

{vintage coat, bag, skirt & boots, crown cap hat, accesorize mittens, tights}

Posted in Comfy chic, Fashion week, Outfit city, Snowchic, Woman in coat



February 2013



Inspire me

New York Fashion week started this week and I am excited. I’m never amazingly bothered about the new pieces that are coming out on the catwalk ~ I figure they’ll get to us eventually ~ I like seeing what’s going down on the streets.  What people have decided to get dressed up in to pound the pavements, hop from show to show & try and get themselves papped in. At the moment it’s still cold and I need new inspiration for layering, keep warm & staying cool. I’m loving the wool suit above {you know I love a suit} and the double jacket layers below….Can’t wait to see what else NYFW throws at us.

{images via the satorialist}

Posted in Fashion week, Inspire me



February 2013



Do the bartman

{image via google}

I have been holding my tongue for such a long time as I feared that what I had to say about the above would make me appear old and past it. Not at all like the young, fun loving hipster I know you all think I am {Jk. I know you know I love a granny chic nightie} However, I can no longer keep silent as I need to know WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? Seriously? I’m not judging {unusual for me} or saying it’s wrong {even more unusual for me} I simply need to know what the hell is going on with Bart Simpson?

Yes, I’m late and Jeremy Scott debuted his wares last February but they only came to the streets ~ not that I’ve personally seen them here in Clapham but you get my drift ~ this winter and I just can’t get my head around it. I understand that being of a certain age I won’t  touch Bart Simpson like my Mother wouldn’t a pair of bell bottoms. They’re associated with our youth and can come across a little Mutton dressed as Bart. I DISTINCTLY remember when ‘Do the Bartman’ came out when I was 12 and I certainly did do the Bartman and knew all the words to his rap. As I did to ‘The fresh prince of Bel Air’ & Vanilla Ice which, BTW, everyone should know. I get it. I was young. The 90’s are back. You can’t go there if you lived through it the first time. I do get that bit.

My problem is with the shelf life of a cartoon character suit. I’m not sure how many times Ms. Delevingne has worn this ensemble {to be fair I have seen two different outfits when she has incorporated the Bartman} but surely once you’ve worn this 3 times people have seen it? When something is this recognisable and obvious will she still be wanting to wear it in a year?

I try and tell my customers that when shopping think about what will blend in with what you already own in your wardrobe. If you’re looking at a jacket will it go with at least a couple of skirts, some pants and just a bra top or 3?  Invest your cash and get the most out of your clothes. On the other hand, and what with wanting to be individual and unique,  we should also buy at least one item that is so spectacular it can only be worn once every two years but needs to remain in your wardrobe. Mine is a gold lace dress….actually I made it and it has previously been 2 other style gold lace dresses but it’s staying put and only comes out for wild ‘yes my dress is see-thru and I have no underwear on underneath’ times.

This Jumper alone was £354 and I want to know is Cara getting her money’s worth?

Am I being a crochety old fart? Do our parents look at us wearing Mickey Mouse sweats and think the same thing? Why is Mickey, for me, far cooler and much more acceptable than Bart? Does anyone like this Bart Simpson print?

What say you my Shoelets?

Posted in Fashion week, Let's discuss, Printastic



September 2012



Previous period prints

Prada’s autumn/winter grannyesque, 60’s and 70’s inspired prints are going to be everywhere this season my Shoelets – EVERYWHERE! There will be rip-offs galore incorporated into trouser suits, dresses, bags and no doubt even faces.  I’m already thinking about getting  that second bag from the left tattooed onto my eyelids.  However, come February we will be sick of the sight of print and we shall be craving the calm, soothing sight of neutrals and block colours.  I, for one, can not wait for the onslaught of pattern and colour.  I am a lover of print and although, in the last couple of years, those plain hues and simpler outfits have become appealing I always return to the print.  She is my friend and is worthy of my attention.  This ancient Maggie by Zakee Shariff jersey dress is an oldy but a goody and when the sun is shining, the body has a little colour and London Fashion week is here she deserves a showcasing.

{m&s wedges and sunnies, maggie dress, orla kiely bag}

Let’s have a discussion my Shoelets –

What do you think of the onslaught of print we’re going to be having?  Are you scared of it? Do you feel you can wear it?  With Prada’s inspiration being taken from past decades are we cheating? Has it all been done and should it be left where it was or is it right for a revival?

Let me know your torts and we’ll get through this print period together…..

Posted in Fashion week, Inspiration, Let's discuss, Outfit city, Printastic



February 2012



Colour crazy circus

When the circus was in town last week {aka London Fashion week} I felt like I needed to dress like a rainbow threw up all over.  Can’t explain it.  I simply needed some bright colour blocking to stand out from the crazy crowd…to warm me up and get ready for the beauty that is dressing like a 5 year old the beginning of Spring.

{orla kiely coat and bag, american apparel cardi, gifted stripey longsleeve, vintage dress, tights from  ‘i can’t remember’, chia mihara heeled brogues}

Posted in Colour blocking, Fashion week, Outfit city


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