Summer has finally arrived here in England (at least for this week). The past week has been hot, and I’ve been joyfully having picnics on the riverbank most evenings, going on bike rides all over Cambridge, and relishing the chance to wear my summer wardrobe.I picked up this skirt on sale in Zara last weekend (I am all about white lace in summer), and because it was too hot to wear anything more substantial, paired it with an old lingerie-style blush silk peplum camisole for a mini girl date with my friend S on Friday night. Because anything black felt decidedly wrong, I climbed in to the very back of my wardrobe and pulled out my old favourite Marc Jacobs stam bag (one of my very first ‘proper’ bags that I bought myself when I got my first grown-up job) and treasured bow heels from way back in ’03 (which by blogger standards makes them ‘vintage’) – still one of my favourite collections of Marc’s to date (hence why I still can’t bring myself to part with them, no matter how battered they are now).
And just like that, I was suddenly, and accidentally, channeling myself circa the Australian summer of 2004, when I would raid vintage shops for pearls and 50s silk slips to wear as dresses over white tank tops with a bow tied around my waist, and pore over the pages of Vogue between class. I might have a bigger budget than I did that summer, but some things will never change. Wearing: Marc Jacobs bag and shoes, Zara skirt, vintage top, Jersey Pearl necklace, ‘love’ necklace c/ Grand Bazaar London, Michael Kors watch (similar style here), Mimco cuff, arrow bracelet c/ Poshlocket
Do you have treasured favourites in your wardrobe that you pull out years later?
Love, Miss B xx