Hard to believe this time last week, I was off to LPSFW in bright sunshine and I could almost but not quite smell spring. Now it’s snowing again. Well, not exactly snowing – more that half-arsed kind that melts immediately it hits you or the pavement that I’m reliably informed is called “snizzle”. Whatever it’s called it seems a fitting accompaniment to this two-for-one OOTD, which I shot last time it was sub-zero in the World’s Loveliest Giftshop®. I’ll be so glad when I can get back into my my no-brainer uniform of frock-and-contrasting-cardi instead of having to twat about with umpteen layers.
To add insult to injury I discovered upon getting home having reacquainted myself with just how warm this twenty-year-old skirt is, that the moths had had a pop at that too, thus rendering it unwearable anywhere else outside my home for the duration. Huuuge great rapidly disintegrating (and un-darnable) hole right in the front at knee level, cunningly edited out via the power of iPhoto. To quote Soft Cell, (yes, I am that old), say hello, wave goodbye. Which is a damned shame because it’s a great colour and a lovely shape as you can see.
Not to mention that I have a lot of accessories featuring that shade of lime.
I suppose I should thank myself lucky that the mirths have thus far eschewed this trusty wraparound, which I’ve had for about five years. The sweater beneath was from the most recent Monsoon sale and they also made it in blue. I love the feathery detailing around the neck, which gives the illusion of a necklace without my having to run the risk of bringing on screaming neuralgia. Which is always a plus.
I’ve mentioned Windsmoor before as they make up to a very generous UK 24, which depending on cut and fabric, (their stretchy jersey dresses for instance), could easily accomodate someone a couple of sizes larger. This lined tweed skirt is a 20, again about 4 years old, and a bit too loose on me. It’s not a youthful line but their use of unusual colours and bold prints definitely works in their favour, at least for the winter months.
After the excitement of last weekend I’m off to see Cloud Atlas tonight; It’s one of my favourite books so I’ll be interested to play compare and contrast. I hope the multiple directors make a better job of it than the folks who murdered The Time Traveller’s Wife, which the director didn’t even have the wit to give a punk soundtrack, even though the music played such an integral part in the story and it might have cut the saccharine factor considerably. (The two of course are not connected except that TTTW also happens to be one of my favourite novels; my absolute fave to be precise).
Have a good one, tumblr!