The most conversation-starter-friendly cap known to man and the perfect item to run around New York City with. No need to talk, just let your clothes do that for you. I'm now in Boston until Saturday visiting my sister and will be eating buttermilk pancakes in around 5 minutes. I'll leave you with my last impressions of the big bad apple, fully in bloom.
I am wearing a customised vintage Wrangler denim jacket, a Tribe Called Quest jumper, Current/Elliot jeans, Chloé boots, a Givenchy bag and a cap from the Hat Shop in Soho.
I know I'm slightly obsessed with regards to shooting in front of graffiti. I think at this point I have shamefully placed myself in front of all notably dilapidated buildings in Berlin's Mitte and Prenzlauer Berg districts; they are so much more interesting than the perfectly restored ones. Now that I have moved to Friedrichshain, I'll progressively employ it's 10am, post-Berghain cool vibe for personal vanity. Ahh, the shallow joys of blogging! The artfully sprayed (still searching for the word penis somewhere), flesh-coloured and bullet riddled beauty of a wall proved to be the perfect backdrop for my inner-granny outfit. The ladylike aspect of the coat and bag were gracefully taken down a peg or two with studded boots and what could pass as a onesie pyjama. A dash of pattern was provided courtesy of Isabel Marant herself.
I am wearing a vintage coat, an Isabel Marant Étoile jacket, an Urban Outfitters onesie, Chloé boots and a vintage Chanel bag.
Dangerous livin' in Berlin these days. First boars, then foxes and now leopards. What is the world coming to. This city is turning into the European version of ZooYork. Time to toughen up and blend in. Your best weaponry at this point is H&M or Stella McCartney. Some sort of leather, puffy vest will also prevent any deep scratches.
I am surviving in a Winston Wolfe quilted vest (similar here), an H&M jacket (similar here), an Anton Heunis necklace, Current/Elliot jeans, Chloe boots and a Nelly x 5inchandup clutch.
Quilted and embellished regality at its finest, rounded off with classic red lips. When you are encased in onion-like layers each day during winter, a statement coat can be completely transformational, not much else is needed. I'm still habitually reaching towards my leather trousers five out of seven mornings. Calling them a staple is starting to sound laughable and I'm already imagining you rolling your eyes and thinking, "not again!" Maybe tomorrow you'll be in luck.
I am wearing a D&G jacket, my quilted Topshop x J.W. Anderson top tucked away underneath (similar here), Acne leather trousers (similar here) and Chloé boots.
Navy blue, heavy knits and leather are currently on heavy rotation, preferrably oversized (what a surprise). My hair is now back to its uncouth ways. I might sneak in a sleek little number on the off-chance I have an hour to blowdry it.
Now to more important things - the bouts of true depression that can result thanks to fashion. You can't imagine how my emotions went into hyperdrive after missing out on this tent coat on the day of the collection launch. When it appeared in the online store a week later, I immediately clicked it home and thought of all the forts I would be able to construct. I think I'm nearing the ability of wearing a different coat every day for month, which has led me to sensibly put myself on a self-imposed ban. With that in mind I will revel in the purchase of this perfection of a pea coat even more. With Christmas markets having sprouted like mushrooms across Berlin, my Christmas spirit is in full swing, fuelled by the swigs of Glühwein I'm having after work.
Happy St. Nikolaus day!
I am wearing an H&M x MMM coat, an Acne jumper, a Moxham necklace, Mango leather trousers and Chloe boots.