Saturday, 14 November 2009
Breaking All The Rules
If the British fashion press are to be believed I dress entirely inappropriately for a woman the wrong side of forty. Apparently showing too much leg, having long hair, wearing black eyeliner, any form of visible piercing and too much jewellery are all huge style no-nos. Well, guess what? Those fascist fashionistas can take a running jump and take Tyranny and Susannah with them (that's if their Louboutin heels will carry them that far). Life's far too short to worry about looking your age and dressing inappropriately, heck, some of the best times I've ever had were when I'd worn the wrong thing!
My wardrobe is an adult dressing-up box, crazy prints, flounces, lame and frills peep out at me, tempting me in. The plan of wearing skinny jeans and a blouse fall by the wayside when I spot a 1950's lace gown crying out for the attention it so rightly deserves.
Tonight's outfit consists of a bird print play suit (market stall), a vintage leatherette grab bag (charity shop) and some TopShop cobalt blue shoe boots I picked up in their Buy-One-Get-One-Free sale three years ago. Combined with the bird pendant I made myself and an armful of brass bangles picked up in India the whole ensemble comes in at less than £20.
Have a great night, I intend to!