Showing posts with label Grown up fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grown up fashion. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Colour loves colour!

I say the above to my personal style students all the time even though I'm usually teaching them all in black - note to self wear colour!

One of my favourite magazines is Saturday's Guardian Weekend. And last Saturday Jess Cartner-Morley nearly broke my resolve to stay squeaky clean on the spending front!

The skirt is from Tommy Hillfiger, shoes from Russell & Bromley (£175), top from Salvatore Ferragmo (£132) and cardigan by Miu Miu (£195)

PS note to sub editors - stop using the future's orange ref anything orange coloured. Crikey it's been 14 years now since Orange branded the UK with the futures bright the futures Orange and every sub has exhausted it! Howz about 'there's no skirting the issue'!

Monday, 28 July 2008

Will you grow old gracefully?


Following on from Rebekah Roy's fab talk at the Barbican last week and the delightful Wendy B's irreverent views a plenty, I got to thinking do we limit ourselves over a certain age and should we break free of such constraints?

Warning by Jenny Joseph (verse 1)

When I am an old women I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in the shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

Friday, 30 May 2008

Grown up fash pash.



I've realised that I need to adopt a more grown up look. I'm not quite ready to consign myself to Anna Wintour's ubiquitous chic - nor will I don a fur!

Which reminds me, now quite a few of you will have seen SATC:the movie, and as there are images galore, I feel ok to comment on the only bit I winced at was the display of fur.


I've never been comfortable with it but harbour no desire to throw paint. I'm not against fur per se but the indulgence of it. Perhaps I was heavily influenced by Dodie Smith's 101 Dalmations as a child! My bf who moved to NY had to phone me to confess her fur coat purchase on the basis of need 'it gets so cold' she moaned.


That aside, it was Carrie in her long Argyle socks that made me think. You see I happily don my long Prinlge ones and jaunt about with them over my knees with flats or heels. In fact I strolled in to Gucci on 5th, four years ago on a cold November day in said pair.
But Grazia magazine sort of dissed the look and in some respects rightly so when seen on a grown woman. Plus, now they've made such a public viewing I might look like a copy cat.

I decided to ignore Mr de la Renta's fall items with fur and selected a grown up day look and an evening one for me to aspire to.....so sadly from now on I'll be wearing my socks under my jeans on a cold day.

Images style.com


My rash of blogs today (see 2 more below) are due to visiting friends for the weekend so tomorrow I'll be donning a pinnie with my pearls and whipping up a cup cake or two before preparing a hearty supper of spaghetti bolognese and salad. Then on Sunday I'll be wearing an eye mask to stop the light from coming in if I've overdone it on the chianti.
Look forward to catching up on all your blogs next week xxxx.