Showing posts with label aigner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aigner. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Breaking the cycle of see saw

After writing a heavily philosophical or thoughtful post I tend to go for some lighter outfit ones. the need for that balance is great in me, whether it be craving something salty immediately after having had something sweet and vice versa or needing to dress elegantly the day after a grunge day and, you guessed it - vice versa. I am much like the weather, I wished there was a medium but instead there's merely a see saw of opposites. I therefore decided to try and include a see saw within a single outfit to see whether that would break me free from the cycle and opted for a black leather dress, richly filling my nostrils with leather, and patent pink Longchamps with a Chanel - like pink and black knitted blazer.

Now - most of you out there who know me will probably not believe their eyes seeing that I am wearing pink. No, don't get your hopes up. I still don't like pink in most of its monstrous variations in existence. The lighter shade of red that is pink need not look like an exploded bubble gum, which is what I tend to say a cheap children clothing department looks like. It needs to either be strong, deep and vibrant in a fuchsia - almost a shade of purple rather than red, or so pale it could almost pass off as a nude color. There is also an optional fabulousness of bright neon which needs to be teamed up properly in a bid to be kittted for a trip to a Gay parade, but that's another story. Those are pink variations I can live with.

Black leather Vila Clothes dress
Calvin Klein tights
Pink patent Louboutin heels
Pink and black bow knitted Chanel like Primark cardigan
Black rubber Longchamp bag
Brown Aigner sunglasses
Black plastic bow headband
Black Yorkshire Pearl bracelet

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Welcome to the Accesserobe of the Portmanteau


Following my bid to create an online portfolio of my wardrobe for when I'm away so that I have somewhere to go when I miss it too much, I am looking at my "accesserobe" today although they don't include my proper hats. It starts with some of my sunglasses, I couldn't find all of them as they're still scattered throughout the house - I am always wearing them. Here you can see Aigner mainly, Nicole Farhi, Alessandro Dell'Acqua, Proenza Shouler, Calvin Klein, Cynthia Rowley, and a pair I love that I found in a pound shop.

It moves down to my silk scarves, first the chiffon long ones including Charlotte Taylor, Valentino, Kookai, Moschino, French Connection, and some vintage pieces then the square small ones including several Givenchy, several Moschino, the first silk scarf I owned when I swiftly wandered from my mum's closet into mine, the Christian Dior navy blue big square scarf, DKNY, several Oscar de la Renta, a few pieces from museum shops and the classic, 20 year old lumberjack squares. In between you can see some of my headbands of which I own a lot more that are also scattered across the house... I must take an hour out tomorrow just to find and collect them back to their original place, I think.

One down it starts with thick lambswool scarves by Enrico Coveri and goes onto check thinner and longer lambswool scarves then onto cashmere scarves, my favourites. Some dark knitted scarves including the brown Lira Leirner scarf, right next to my lovely gloves. I love gloves, my hands get cold quickly and I wear gloves until late into spring and start wearing them again late summer (it's London, after all). They are mainly nappa leather lined with cashmere, the only way to keep me warm really - a navy blue, a brown one, a beige one, a red one, a cream one and several black ones. I also have a pair of black biker gloves I love more than any - and some woolen ones although mittens make me nervous - I like knowing I can stretch my fingers out. One of my ticks, I guess. It moves onto my hats, mainly berets in every color and hand knitted hats by me and my great grandmother (who is still alive).



The shelf down has several layers (most of them invisible) of bigger scarves and pashminas, mainly silk or cashmere but some cotton as well - witness to my hippie years during high school. The level below is one of my favourites, that's where my fur and feather collars and hats are stored. It moves over some of my left over shoe boxes entailing fabric belts for dresses so they are all in one place (you may have noticed the rest of my stuff is in Prada and Miu Miu boxes as they are the ones I have most and are biggest/ sturdiest) and don't get lost on the floor of the wardrobe and wallets and clutches to my belts including Valentino and Next but most are vintage because I am not a big fan of the mid-riff belt that is common today - my mid-riff isn't long enough to pull that off and often disappears underneath, uh, two specific things.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Reclaiming fashion from the Lords of Germ

I was miserable this morning, and my outfit was equally devoted to the miserability including mismatched socks, Brazilian Capoeira tracksuit bottoms (that's right - ME!) and a massive gray Kenar jacket, a knitted hat and cuddly cashmere scarf. I truly felt I had surrendered my fashion sense to the lords of germ (to most parts) until I dragged my lazy body to the fridge and noticed I had no food. Faced with the dread of having to venture outside in this first of many cold, rainy London days, there was only one thing I could do... Fight the germs with a full frontal attack on their fashion sense stealing antics! Here's what happened, I hope you agree I've reclaimed my fashion sense.



Brown Hugo Boss leather boots
Brown, blue, caramel checked Asquascutum jeans
Brown Zara turtleneck cotton jumper
Brown vintage Pringle cashmere cardigan
Brown vintage real fox fur "neck warmer"
Brown vintage leather jacket from a second hand store in Toronto
Brown Le Pliage Longchamp bag (for food)
Brown Aigner sunglasses
Cream vintage fur and satin silk lined Herbert Johnston hat
Black Yorkshire Pearl bracelet
Cream pearl earrings
Penhaligons Elisabethan Rose parfum

Friday, August 6, 2010

Autumn is looming

The last few days have reminded us of where we live, the heat has been plucked degree by degree every day as if the weather was unpicking a flower to see whether his beloved loved him back, and the windows are being closed at night one by one. While I can crawl deeper and deeper into my duvet at night, during the day the comeback of cardigans, ankle boots and light silk scarves is nigh. My fears were confirmed when I awoke to a chilly wind blowing across the park, whooshing down the leaves and banging the windows against their frames. It's coming.


Navy blue Le Pliage Longchamp bag
Navy blue Zara cardigan
Beige Zara top
Brown cotton tweed Zoe London miniskirt
Beige curve cutout suede Luxury Rebel ankle boots
Brown silk Givenchy scarf
Calvin Klein tights
Brown Aigner sunglasses
Cream saltwater pearl earrings
Pearl headband