I don’t know why I’ve turned into some sort of Northern pirate all of a sudden but I thought it was a fitting introduction to a post titled Anarchy in London, despite the fact that it has nothing to do with anarchy at all. And honestly? Not a huge amount to do with London either.
At the beginning of the year, I was being a lot more experimental with my outfit choices, widely proclaiming my newfound love for anything 80s or with a splash of colour. Now however, I think I’ve begun to slowly slip back into my old habits of everything black and/or with a slogan. Now that’s certainly not a bad thing, however I don’t want 2017 to be the year I fall into a total style rut, so lets not get too comfortable.
Speaking of comfortable, what could be better than my old friends the loose fitted culotte? Championed by me since May (ish) last year, I’ve been embracing these guys every time I’ve wanted something thats both stylish and comfortable. We all know I’m a huge fan of leaving the house feeling like I’m wearing my pyjamas, but unfortunately for me wearing joggers isn’t acceptable in all situations. Enter these bad boys, effortlessly stylish making you look like you’ve put in 100% of the effort when in fact you’ve put in >1%.
While I may have toned down this outfit slightly, in a nod to my new found experimental mindset I’ve instead embraced the slogan jacket. I’ve always been a fan of the leather jacket look, screaming rock and biker vibes, and this one just couldn’t evade my clutches. I spied it on a recent trip to Zara with Momma Love and swear I almost had palpitations. I couldn’t tell you what the slogans actually say, in fact I’d go as far as to say that I have no idea whether they are actually in a real language but there we go – all I do know is that to me it screams Sex Pistols, anarchy in the UK vibes and kinda makes me want to start a protest or something.
I don’t know what I’d protest over – there’s far too many things in the news that are making me despair at the moment but if I got into that we’d be here all day. Maybe to keep this lighthearted I’ll just protest over the lack of a dog in my life until Joseph supplies me with a sausage dog puppy.
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