I was a little surprised to spot this girl, who couldn’t have been older than 21, rocking these overtly sexy garters in the middle of the day in a posh area of London yesterday. When I say posh I mean it. I even walked past Margaret Thatcher, who was accompanied by 7 bodyguards, a personal assistant, one Jag, and a Range Rover, being escorted into a hair salon. Anyway, regardless of the part of town, this was a first time trend spot for me. Sure Taylor Momsen
went a bit mental for them a couple months ago and Henry Holland
made a tamer version by incorporating the look into real tights (you know, the kind that actually
cover your behind) but I hadn’t seen anyone wearing them in real life. This girl is young, pretty, tall, a bit lanky… all making her lean a bit more towards the model side than a sexy burlesque dancer. She looks a bit quirky and ironic – somehow reminding me of something Agyness Deyn
might wear. As far as garter tights go she is probably pulling them off in the most day appropriate way… but I just couldn’t help but think that if I had a daughter and she left the house wearing them I would chop her head off.
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Italian fashion students Francesca and Angelica outside the Victoria & Albert Museum in London.
I picked up these Cut Out Shoes from Weekday while in Stockholm. I think I like them but something makes feels a bit unsure… Hmm? What’s that you say? Why did I buy them then? Well, I do like the whole lace up black sandal look (seen at both Asos and Acne) and I do think they are pretty cool. It seemed everyone in Sweden was wearing a variation of these sandals and, what can I say, sometimes I’m a total sucker for a trend. Plus, they were 50% off. But whatever the reason for buying them, they are mine now and surely I should give them a chance. Maybe they just need to be worn in a little bit.
p.s. the feet in the photo belong to daniella
Recently a serious love affair has sprouted between me and fringe. When I spotted this jacket in the Acne sale in Stockholm I knew there was no way I could afford it but I slipped it on anyway… it felt like an absolute dream to wear. Now, I’m haunted by this photo… if only I had 350 quid to fuel my fringed obsession. One day.