HOW I FOUND MY GROWN-UP STYLE

grown-up style

grown up style

grown up style


This summer I’ve made a conscious decision to expand my wardrobe strategically. Instead of snapping up any old bit of tat off the rails because my general feel for it is “meh, it’s OK”, I’m opting for steadfast staples. A more grown-up style. The pieces that I love and will wear season in, season out. Often people who say this mean they’re going to start investing in designer pieces where one handbag value equals my entire house. But, I’m not quite there yet. I still love the high street and I haven’t traded my fiancee in for a Chanel Boy Bag, as tempting as it is. But I’m veering more towards good quality separates and the odd statement piece to keep things fun instead of the latest trend. Ultimately…I’m too old for some of that shit!

I don’t know if it’s my current Instagram feed or where my head is at in my life right now but my style is taking a whole new direction. More laid-back. More thrown together like a happy accident. Think linen shirts, amazing lace underwear that doesn’t fall apart, chic flat shoes and timeless handbags. Although I still love the odd pop of colour, my wardrobe’s starting to develop into more neutral shades. Beiges, creams, blues and tans that wouldn’t be out of place hanging in a wardrobe in the South of France or Greece. Whenever summer rolls around I always gravitate towards denim and this year is no different but the style is. It’s less relaxed and distressed and more structured, softer and tailored.


 

 

grown up style

grown up style

grown up style


It all started with my straw bag. Never would I thought I would love a straw handbag quite so much! Even Toff loved it which says a lot. I adored how cool and casual it was. It had a grown-up style that eluded all preconceptions and gave a “just strolling through the Italian markets” feel. This was swiftly followed by the Saint Laurent sliders I’m currently lusting after and are so sensible I feel like I’m a hot flush away from a mid-life crisis. Yep, the girl who would work 8 hours in Kurt Geiger tottering in 4 inch heels is desperate for flat sliders.

No mess, no fuss.


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