So many layers! The weather’s been mostly hot and lovely for weeks now, but today it was a bit overcast and coolish, so out came the many, many layers.
In addition to just plain enjoying the warm weather, the spouse took a week off, and my father-in-law went into hospital for (elective!) surgery, so getting all dressed up hasn’t been much of a priority, and thus, no posts. Plus, sometimes it’s good for my head to just take a bit of an internet vacation, along with not overthinking my clothes. I’m back now, all recharged and stuff, and looking forward to making my usual rounds to admire all my lovely and stylish blogging buddies. Nice to be back.
Scarf: Monique, whoever that is. Nice cotton scarf with a bandana-ish print, anyway!
Oversized, somewhat asymetrical and extremely boxy cardigan: French Connection.
Gigantic dress/tunic-y thing: Urban Outfitters.
Polka dot skirt: Marks & Spencer. This skirt, un-layered, is, uh, perhaps overly mature for me? It’s from their “Classic,” department, which I normally associate with, uh, the dowdier end of Marks’ range. However, I bought it on deep clearance specifically for layering much like I’m wearing it here, and for that, it’s perfect.
Leggings: Again, M&S. Hard to beat Marks for basics; they generally knock it out of the park on the quality/value scale at this sort of thing.
Shoes: Deichmann. I am getting so close to over higher heeled shoes it isn’t even funny. My tolerance for discomfort in the foot-ular region is fading fast. If I don’t have a lot of walking to do, that’s one thing, but on a day where I’m going to be on my feet for most of the time? Nope. I’ll be over here in my tall girl flats, thanks.
So there’s three particularly dangerous new words in my life:
Yeah, the All Saints in the MetQuarter, which I had assumed was just a regular shop like the one at Liverpool One, turns out to be an outlet. Oh, mercy. The real kind, where they have actual clothes from the actual shops with the actual tags with actual successive markdowns written on them. None of that crappy outlet-only stuff, oh no. So, dangerous, but at least 70% less dangerous than the regular shop. And given that I’m just about at peace with my persistent white/grey/black/other gloomy neutrals tendencies, that’s at least a bit of consolation for losing the local Desigual outlet.
Anyway, to the details:
Sunglasses: Michael Kors. I did it! I found some big round sunglasses in grey, which has been a wishlist item for quite some time. Yay!
Jacket: All Saints. This is a slouchy, oversized, double-breasted blazer. I’d say the crappy lighting is concealing the details, but with about half of All Saints’ stuff, the details are difficult to see in bright sunlight, which is part of their charm, really. (Also, I realised why I fell so hard for A/S; they remind me of Comme des Garçons.)
Blouse: Prontomoda Giusy via TK Maxx. This is that Italian company I’ve been getting some of the slouchy neutral stuff from. As far as I can tell, they exist only to supply TK Maxx, but I could very well be wrong. Anyway! Nice. Silk!
Another quick post today, as it’s been a long, long, tiring day. Lots of decluttering done, though, with four bags (!) off to the charity shop. I really am trying to prune the hell out of my wardrobe, and I’m hopeful that while I’ll probably never be a minimalist, I may yet get something much more compact.
Scarf: All Saints, remixed.
Jumper: Pull & Bear, remixed.
Belt: Geox, remixed. I will gladly accumulate more double- and triple-wrap belts, though, however much I might wish to otherwise slim down my wardrobe!
Skirt: Topshop Tall. Maybe remixed? I’ve worn it before, if not photographed it for the blog.
Tights: M&S, remixed.
Chelsea boots: Faith, remixed.
Coat: John Rocha, thrifted. This is a men’s large, and way too big, and I found it going for £3 on the end-of-season rack at SCOPE in Liverpool. I love it; it is crazy huge on me, and slouchy and butch and exactly the sort of thing I would’ve worn back in the ’80s. Seriously, the shoulder caps extend several inches beyond my shoulders, the sleeves are way too long, and being a men’s jacket (it’s supposed to be a blazer) it has so many pockets, and good, proper pockets at that. I also love the heavily-distressed grey denim fabric. I could probably fit a puffa jacket under this thing, and still have plenty of room. Have I mentioned how much I love this? Because I do.