a place for great ideas…
Great ideas always come to me as I’m trying to fall asleep. Only, in the morning, when I try to recall what they were… they often don’t seem quite as remarkable as they...
Read More →Great ideas always come to me as I’m trying to fall asleep. Only, in the morning, when I try to recall what they were… they often don’t seem quite as remarkable as they...
Read More →The last few hours of 2010 are upon us. As it winds to a close it feels as if we are hovering in a state of twilight. Christmas is over, it ended with...
Read More →Rethink the sheath dress and the shell. Don’t overlook a straight jacket or a pair of well cut trousers. The daily uniform never looked this good. Forget what your mom told you and...
Read More →The whiteness is almost blinding. I busted out my new Retro Super Future sunglasses today to help shade my eyes from the snow… even though the sun is barely making it over the...
Read More →Venturing out to gaze across the frozen lake by my husband’s family home in Sweden requires serious reinforcements. Only a short walk away, but I stashed sweets and a thermos full of hot...
Read More →Great ideas always come to me as I’m trying to fall asleep. Only, in the morning, when I try to recall what they were… they often don’t seem quite as remarkable as they did the night before. Surely I’ve forgotten the key to the perfect plan, the ultimate blog post, the revolutionary book… or maybe they weren’t actually that impressive to begin with? Regardless, I came back to Oxford today to find this special little gift from my parents who always believe in my ideas, no matter how ridiculous they are. Thanks Mom and Dad. Now I have a place for all my great ideas.
Happy New Year everybody. Hope all your great ideas make it big this year.
Smythson notebook featured.
The last few hours of 2010 are upon us. As it winds to a close it feels as if we are hovering in a state of twilight. Christmas is over, it ended with a torrential thud, and the holiday season is almost entirely behind us. With the new year will come a fresh pile of resolutions. Mine is currently so long it reaches down to my toes. As I sit on the sofa gobbling up ham sandwiches and Swedish sour sweets I mumble about how I will join the gym upon arriving home… but the words are muffled by the shoveling movement of my hands. Ah well, such is the charm of lists… they are just as easily made as they are thrown away. I hope everyone looks back on 2010 with a sense of happiness and appreciation. It’s been a great year in my books and I’m looking on with great anticipation for the new one that lies just ahead. Wishing everyone a joyful new year!
Wearing: Cruz boots and Ragna dress both by Monki, Fjallraven Kanken, and Jigsaw scarf.
p.s. I will join the gym.

Rethink the sheath dress and the shell. Don’t overlook a straight jacket or a pair of well cut trousers. The daily uniform never looked this good. Forget what your mom told you and mix black, navy and white. Arm yourself in sturdy multifunctional basics to fight against the daily grind. Lim’s girls are warriors of the modern kind.
It’s the colour that will take you perfectly from summer into fall – when days start getting shorter and tans start to fade. Wear it on its own to begin with and then layer soft greys overtop when the pale skin starts peeking out. To make a real statement, don’t be shy, pile it on head to toe.
Raid your nan’s closet and pile on your Sunday best. Then bring it back down to earth by throwing on some chunky black shoes and your most hard core biker jacket. A palette that rivals the feint blush of young love with moon-landing florals to boot. It’s achingly feminine, slightly tongue in cheek, and reminds me a bit of what Blaire Waldorf might wear on a safari in Spring. Whatever you call it, I’ll be adopting the look long before ‘pre-fall’ time creeps around.
Please note: I want to be a Lim lady.
All photos sourced from Vogue.com and can be found in their original format here.
The whiteness is almost blinding. I busted out my new Retro Super Future sunglasses today to help shade my eyes from the snow… even though the sun is barely making it over the horizon. Okay okay, who am I kidding, I just wanted to wear them.
Wearing: borrowed fur hat and sheepskin coat from the Inglis family cupboard under the stairs and Lucia Havana Glitter sunglasses from Retro Super Future that I got for Christmas.
Venturing out to gaze across the frozen lake by my husband’s family home in Sweden requires serious reinforcements. Only a short walk away, but I stashed sweets and a thermos full of hot chocolate into my bag. Don’t worry, I wasn’t crazy enough to wade through the snow and minus 10 degree weather in just this little dress. I’ve adopted a massive puffy jacket that makes me resemble the Michelin Man that I wear whenever I step outside. It’s so big I can hardly lower my arms to my side but at least it works to cushion the fall when I slide and topple over in the snow.
Wearing: Monki Clementina dress, Näbb stövlar boots from the 1970s, Fashionology bird skull necklace, and The Bridge bag.