When I was about twelve I fell in love with a watch. It was from Amazon (hardly Rolex, but I was a kid just having a watch was fancy!), with a black leather strap, gold detailing, and, best of all, a skeleton face which meant you could see all the cogs and dials. After bugging my parents non-stop they eventually gave in and bought it for me for Christmas, and I wore it every day after without fail. Until it stopped running a few months in, that is.
Let me introduce you to my two new wardrobe heroes: the cami and the mules.
Ignoring the fact that we’re now approaching Winter and neither of these are weather appropriate (since when has fashion ever been sensible?), they’re my current default outfit building blocks, the items I keep finding myself lusting after despite already substantially stocking up over summer.
So I’m still not over pink. In fact the love affair grows daily ever stronger, and has matured from pausing over the occasional pink t-shirt to a full blown infatuation with huggably-soft shearling coats, cosily oversized jumpers, and all things velvet.
Hands up if you just don’t know how to dress for this weird in-between weather? I know I’m struggling. It’s hot in the sun (when it decides to make an appearance), but then the temperatures plummet at night and you find yourself freezing. I’ve been alternating between faux fur coats and bare legs depending on the forecast and it’s seriously confusing.
Anyway there is a point to this, I’m not just being really British and moaning on about the weather. Enter: the cardigan. The least sexy item of clothing possibly ever, but making a comeback in my wardrobe big time.
When it comes to fashion, it really does feel that everything has been done before, every trend and new idea is just an amped up version of something old. Designers are constantly re-appropriating other eras, cultures, and concepts. For the most part, it makes sense. We’ll never get a chance to go back to the 20s or the 50s and wear the embellished dresses and Dior full skirts of the time, and it can seem insensitive to adopt the traditional dress of other cultures in a fashion context. So designers borrow, reinterpret, and create something new…ish.
However when the trends being rediscovered are closer to home, it can be hard to jump on board. For me, it’s dresses over trousers. Every couple of seasons some stylist sends the look down the catwalk and the editors sitting frow dutifully herald the it’s revival, but I struggle to get on board.