i’ve never wished summer it’s last beating ray of breath- but living in miami throughout- game changer. still very much in tune with my canadian roots, i realize the importance of getting every last drop. enjoy the last week of august. i’ll be over here itching my ankles off (those mosquitos..) drenching my dog in water, looking like a thirsty puddle who once was a girl.
while shuffling through the FFW15 street pics i came across and exorbitant amount of 70’s inspired garb: fringe, suede, patchwork, higher waists, silk scarves, plaid, snakeskin, go go boots, a rainbow of browns, and rusty orange. i happen to love the palette of this era, and will have no problemo infusing my wardrobe with a little more suede. peel your vintage eyes if you’re skilled in this department- just because phoebe cut that celine cloth doesn’t mean the real thing isn’t out there. look out for: vintage skin bags, scarves aplenty, fringed goodies, belted coats.
my first purse was a MEC pouch filled with lip smackers, a nokia face plate phone, chup a chup lollies, adorned with baby pink and yellow plastic hair clips. sounds familiar? never worn to the front, as i matured snapped around the shoulder, and bettered with age. i later fell victim to the ubiquitous gucci belt bag- an era i’d prefer not to revisit- is that all this is? the not so logo’d paired down rendition speaks both to my youth and exercises my functionality fancy. perhaps keep the essentials around the waist and carry a tote filled with less urgent items- or simply go hands free and treat yourself to a day of freedom.
it’s been the year of stanmania- sold out, grand slam. they’ve become such an obvious choice, naturally the style set are onto the next throwback- this time the superstar. my ever so stylish friend was in copenhagen taking notes, and informed me that the danes have officially shelved their stan’s for star’s. i did have these… i remember putting on my squeaky clean ducky like sneakers with my wool socks and a pair of salt and pepper sweats. i believe it was during the period when i was forced to buy shoes a size too big for room to grow- my feet looked massive, the white was blinding, i felt like a platypus, and i hated them. They were promptly shoved to the back of my closet. because of this scarring experience i’m not sure if i myself will be jumping on this wagon- but they’re starting to look better than i remember. i’m thinking the gazelle may be the way to go, a little more delicate, a good worked in suede… regardless- i’m no financier but if you were ever going to invest in adidas stock…
i’m actually pretty not into the whole grey hair dye trend. i believe vogue uk’s sarah harris to be the driving force for young women to prematurely age their locks. the reason why it work’s is it’s authenticity. this clouded hue don’t come from a bottle- and sarah is lucky to have a rather silky soft looking variation. her ashen hair is an attribute she made work for her after going grey in her teens- taking a non-conformist, confident approach served her well. aside from the obvious though… let’s talk about the LV agenda, firstly, who keeps one of those ancient gadgets anymore? second, who else has made that monogram look so chic in this decade?