…those adverse to colours and prints because I’ve made a conscious resolution for 2009 to usher in the new year with a bright palette and patterns as a spiritual pick me up. I’m not going to blah on about it but the latter half of this year has been a challenge… mental spirits have been low to say the least. I’m so eager for 2008 to end that this post is coming a little bit too early really. The last day at work today before the office closes up left me with a sigh of relief and I hurried home with this resolution in mind. I think the emotional effect of clothing has been expounded upon many times on the blog so I won’t repeat myself but I can’t stress enough how a certain set of colours or a specific combination can really lift you… and that isn’t bullcrap spewed from a motivational speaker by the way… I can only say it works for me. Perhaps others don’t weep in happiness over a perfect bit of cashmere or silk dress, in which case this whole paragraph will be lost on them.
Anyhow… colour/pattern therapy will be in full swing starting from now…
Avert your eyes if it’s all a bit too much… this is a variation of what I wore out to the party in Paris avec Beth Ditto in front of fishtank…
(Vintage lilac marabou trimmed satin coat (marabou will go I promise!), vintage ruffled pale blue bed jacket, vintage green silk t-shirt, vintage purple pleated top, cheapie hot pink tiered dress, fluro orange tights, vintage perspex wedges)
(Vintage pleated triangle hat courtesy of Dree at Urban Collection, Tsumori Chisato dress (didn’t throw this away in the end…), Marni satin stripy blazer, Uniqlo t-shirt, Sergio Rossi wedges, Basso & Brooke leggings)
Actually I have the Basso & Brooke boys to thank for fast tracking my early resolution enactment. I was completely floored to find a Crimbo package sent from them containing these S/S 09 print leggings knowing I have a penchant for printed leggings… I don’t even have to put them on for them to lift my spirits. It was a totally unexpected package (unlike the EXPECTED one which was meant to be a pressie for the boyf and unfortunately never made it despite being sent via Parcel24…grrr) and I’m beaming like a silly child…
