Sunday, 11 May 2014

Mud for SS14

I, as much as it may not seem the case, do try and wear things that express how I feel and who I am; even if it is a hint of a crazy with leopard shoe and an all black ensemble.

Also in my head, when I get dressed in the morning, I like to pretend that I'm being interviewed by a street style photographer, and have to explain exactly why I'm wearing 5 necklaces and why I insist on wearing winter coats in mid May - hello, the re-winter?

Anyway, this technique makes me enjoy putting together clothes and outfits, despite openly despising the sea of badly chosen Primark and hazy YOLO purchases - example? A bomber jacket that has been patched together with velvet and carpet material, complete with awfully sewn leaves in a delightful dirty beige. Yum.

Today was one of those days where college started late, thus instead of a horrific alarm in, what seems the middle of the night, I was woken by the birds and the brightness of a rainy day. Watched 2 episodes of Ugly Betty, showered, and dressed. The outfit was black skinnies (as always), oversized grey marl tee, and to top it off a couple of gold necklaces - what does Coco Chanel know about over accessorising anyway? The entire jewellery box or nothing is what I go for.

Fast forward an hour and I have to leave. Grab the leopard Vans - not only are they wicked comfy but make me look like I swim in fashionable, trendy waters. Grab the big black shaggy coat that makes me look like a newly shaved black sheep. Go.

I don't even make it out of my road before I step onto an uneven pavement slab and a mass of dirty water spurts up. Up my jeans, on my canvas shoes. Leaving a tide mark round my ankle, and dark stains on the leopard print. My jeans look they've gone for an ugly ombre of mud. Brilliant. Did I mention I go to a fashion college full of pristine people? Maybe I could pull off a dirty ombre as a homage to grunge? Is mud even on trend for SS14?!

Oh well, maybe the street style photographer in my head would agree, don't try and be something you're not. Be a dirtbag, and embrace it.

J xo.

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