Category: Style

Ice, ice baby!

 

We’re heading to the slopes. Can’t wait! Although this will be the year that the children will leave me trailing in their fast floating ice crystals.  But such is the natural way of the world – I will still fight them down the slope with good grace!

 

 

But of course, one considers all the cool outfits it’s possible to buy.

 

 

But the truth is, on the slopes, anything goes.  Because you’re not there as a fashion statement – we’re all effectively wearing portable eiderdowns – but to stay warm and have fun, fun, fun!


 

I’ve been pulling all our ski gear out of the cupboards in preparation: My Jacket and salopettes are a cast off from The Husband and are over thirty years old, we have ski socks and thermals of a similar vintage.  The Husband’s set marks thirty years.  The children are now in my discards at a youthful twenty years.  We’re given the message that technology has moved on and we need to move with the times, that this is progress…. but lets be honest, apart from when we were living in Italy, despite their age, none of these clothes has yet seen a years wear.  And we schlepped all this gear to Finland last year, skiing in minus eighteen, minus twenty…it can’t be that bad: It proves buy well, buy once.

 

 

So whilst the above pictures look great and dandy and represent my dreams. This is more the reality.

 

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As is this!

Laters, Kate x

Style Icons x

The Olsen twins.  Couldn’t tell you who was who, but combined they’re a force to be reckoned with: Effortless layering, unafraid of volume, an eye for proportion and natural insouciance.


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A million miles away from the Kardashians, this is my tribe of cool.

Laters, Kate x

Somewhere Summer..

 

The first snow drops, hints of blue, lighter mornings, the subtle suggestions of a season on the turn.  I was reading yesterday that I would not be able to claim the emerging spring as a fact because there is no such thing as proof, no matter how much we look for it.  Because proof can only exist when there is no doubt, and there is always doubt. Which I rather love, because it means the world is a chaotic, insane place, no matter how much we try to control it.  It also means there’s no proof for my claim that there’s a zeitgeist on the air for summer clothes, but I can still put a finger up to the wind and feel it: Unstructured, loose, layered with soft, softened cotton and colours that carry age, a step away from dynamic and full blooded. A nod to ancient cultures, simplicity of form but attention to proportion and complimentary dimension.


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Bring it on.

Laters, Kate x

Street style x

 

What is it they say…the worse the country is doing, the more fabric is used? It isn’t working for trousers – cropped and ankle grazers are still winning the day – but coats…there’s a whisper on the air regarding coats, and it’s saying length equals elegance equals appealing….


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Laters, Kate x

Statement x

Upstairs, in the furthest cupboard, I have some vintage clothes stored away for the day when Bella wishes to experiment.  In amongst them is a full length chocolate brown velvet single breasted coat with the sort of split up the back that made you feel like a swash buckling highway man when walking down a street.  The decadence of the material felt such a statement of the times, it was hard to see it having a real purpose again.

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But there is a point of view that says when the world is going to the dogs, party like there’s no tomorrow….

Laters, Kate x

Projecting x

 

Never have winter coats been so exciting or offered such a visual treat – wear black all season, and you’ll still make a statement. Gone is military uniformity, symmetry and blending and say hello to loose cuts, colour and freedom of expression.

But be prepared for the odd gem that’s breaks the rule…

 

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Because this year, there are no rules…

Laters, Kate x

Noose x

 

What times we live in.  Maybe this post should’ve been about future brooches for Lady Hale.  But I don’t think that lady needs any help, sartorial or otherwise. Instead I give you chains: The chains we choose to wear, the conscious, the unconscious. The ones we’re sometimes forced to wear. And sometimes, the one’s we wear with pride: The chains of office.

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I know whose office I’d prefer to be in today.

Laters, Kate x

90%

Buy less but buy better is a mantra that both speaks volumes and resonates with my innards.  Which is probably why the company Ninety Percent ticks so many boxes: Producing luxury basics for every day with classic, well cut pieces that are detail driven, made to last and respond to age. But even more impressive, Ninety Percent is a sustainable label, based in London that shares 90% of it’s distributed profits between charitable causes.

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High f****** five to a kinder, more caring fashion movement that really delivers.

Laters, Kate x

Wow!

 

Maybe it’s because they don’t have boobs. Maybe it’s because their clothes are more of a uniform with less choice. Maybe it’s because layering is something they’ve always done. But heck, when men get it right, they smoke.

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I want some of what they got.

Laters, Kate x

Re-entry x

 

I made a discovery yesterday. In fact I made several. Firstly, I am genuinely getting old – the proof came in an unexpected moment when I found myself looking for and using a different attachment for the hoover.

Afterwards I needed a full fat caffeine filled coffee to recover: I’d taken it upon myself to have an autumn-clean; a cathartic move to put away the summer and embrace the coming cold. Part of this meant pulling everything out from under the bed and doing a proper job, because our bedroom has exposed floorboards and the brass bed sits on a vintage rug, provided as a welcome mat to any hungry moths in the neighbourhood. Discovery no.2: There is a Dust Monster, and this is where he lives, along with his neighbour, the Sock Monster.  (I believe these are the protectors of said moths)

But none of the negatives will stop my meshed love and appreciation of the aesthetic quality of a perfectly placed rug, whether in a bedroom or partnered with a sofa.

 

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There’s something about a rug that pulls a room together, anchors the furniture and solidifies all the opposing elements. I was reminded of this whilst watching the latest interior design competition (Interior Design Masters) on the BBC.  The joy of these programmes is considering what you’d do in their position. And often I find myself shouting ‘rug’, and sometimes other words, at the screen.  But the truth is, seeing where contestants go wrong is easy, particularly with the addition of retrospect.  The hardest thing is always to narrow the choices and come up with original ideas in the first place. And that’s without cameras and a time limit.

 

Laters, Kate x