dress- me, shoes- Doc Martens, jacket- thrifted, belt- vintage
I hadn’t done a really *public* photoshoot in a while, and had almost forgotten what it is like to have people slow their cars as they pass because there’s some crazy girl taking photos. Always a fun time. The outfit is a bomber jacket I found at the Garment District in Boston, pure silk, and pretty windproof. I teamed it with a little black velvet dress that I made for a school formal (any plainish formalwear, in my experience, can be repurposed for everyday wear), and my docs. The belt was a last minute add, but it makes the outfit just that much more interesting, adding a dash of rocker and a tablespoon of western.
What’s your favorite way to rewear formal clothing?
shirt- Hanes, jeans- Levi’s, shoes- Everlane
This past week, I was incredibly lucky and happened to be in London during fashion week. Predictably, I was shocked/ awed/ intrigued by the street style. How often do you see someone in a feathered hat, or sparkly shoes, all in the name of fash-un? What struck me the most was the pageantry of it all. It became apparent to me that street style is truly a contrived “art”. Not to be too cynical, but is it for the photographers? Is it for fame? Is it to document how many layers of pastel faux fur you can wear at once? It’s fun, sure, but it’s also a big show.
In the spirit of ridiculousness, I threw together this outfit. It brings to mind chocolate boxes and mid 19th century English schoolgirls, all at once. It’s fun, which in my opinion is what fashion should be. A method of expression, a bit glamorous, a little je ne sais quoi, all tied up with a big red bow. If you like it, then you should have put a bow on it.
jacket- Fidelity, scarf- Vintage, boots- Ariat
I think we can all agree that the clothing associated with horseback riding is pretty great. You’ve got your jodhpurs, you’ve got your little jackets with elbow pads, your plaid shirts and neck ties. But the footwear is really where it’s at. Without riding, would we have knee high boots? Cowboy boots? Or, my personal favorite, chelsea boots? These shoes were an accidental find. I knew I wanted black chelsea boots, and was four Amazon pages deep when I found them. They’ve got a front zip (practical and cute), a little heel, and stretchy uppers. And, magically, they’re water, mud, horse and salt proof. They’re actual paddock boots, made for mucking out stalls and tramping around in the barn. Worn as a fashion shoe, they let you look stylish and conquer mountains of grayish white snow that plague the northeast at this time of year. I highly recommend.
dress- thrifted, shoes- Topshop
Film cameras do something magic. They saturate what needs saturating. They blur what needs blurring. They feel so much more spontaneous, more real than any DSLR snap ever could.
That being said, these are from a DSLR camera, just taken in the dark making them wildly grainy. Oh, the life of a fashion blogger who lives in the northern hemisphere in winter time. The outfit is a simple, Bardot- esque swept up hair, striped dress, bright heels, and socks. Perfectly impractical, because of ice and Arctic blasts, but perfectly fun.