Cossack Hat: From Moscow, Coat: Vintage, Turtleneck: Fendi, Glasses: c/o Firmoo, Bag: c/o Paul’s Boutique, Skirt: Vero Moda, Boots: Toga
Images: Ahmed Fayed“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
So this outfit might be imperfect, it might be mad or absolutely ridiculous. But you’re watching, aren’t you. Had it been boring, you’d be already on blog number two, three or ten.
Many of you compliment my eyes, thank you. They come with a price – and the price is that I can hardly see. On days when I can’t face the fact that I need to pop clear contacts in, I wear glasses.
Firmoo kindly offered me a trial of their online glasses shop preposition. So I did. I chose these frames among the hundreds on offer, uploaded my prescription and in two weeks’ time got my glasses. It’s a great alternative to my cateye Chanels. It’s generally a good idea to have a spare pair, especially for blind bats such as myself. For this, I promise you, Firmoo is the way to go.
And finally, I would also like to thank the loveliest team at Paul’s Boutique for giving me an early Christmas gift – this wonderful bag. It’s big, it’s neutral and it is simply made for this turtleneck.
Blazer and Trousers: c/o Hush, Heels: BCBG Max Azria, Top: Christian Dior, Skirt: Michael Kors, Lace hat: Creations by Liv Free, Bag: Chanel, Earrings: Traditional Pakistani Jhumkas
Images by Ahmed Fayed
“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
Stephen King – Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption
Stephen King’s literature defined me when I was growing up. He was that person who said it was ok for me to swear, and it was ok for me to be an awkward teen, and it was ok for me to not like things that everyone else seemed to be a fan of.
There was a time when I wished it was someone else who would okay all of these things for me rather than an author who knows not of my existence. But now I think if it was anyone else, I probably wouldn’t have listened.
I used to feel caged, as a matter of fact I often still do. The difference between being caged as a fifteen year old and a twenty five year old is that now I am the one who is doing all the self-caging.
But not with this outfit.
When hush approached me with their pieces of quiet luxury (the stitching, the fabrics, the cuts), I started moulding outfits in my head. The first thought was to go for a classic look – throw in a manly tie, brogues and go back to their PR team and say, there, here’s your outfit. Done.
It was that cage within me slamming doors and turning keys in locks again. I started to feel I needed wings or at least feathers. And so I started to rethink the outfit. I decided to add a subtle 90s twist with a feather skirt and trousers as well as double up the lace with this Dior vest and Creations by Liv Free hat. All of these touches made the look little bit more floaty, whimsical, poetic. A little bit more me.
I guess I am just not meant to be caged.
Jumpsuit: Warehouse, Heels: KIO, Blazer: Topshop, Jewellery: Zalando“We wander streets. Eat lunch inside the bustle of a tiny café.
I want you to translate
so I can describe you in German.”
Bel Schenk – Notes for Somebody in Berlin
Here’s a look you don’t see me wearing every day. A jumpsuit mixed with boho elements, icons of the silver screen make up and some extreme heels. In fact, these particular high heels were not my first choice, but the wonderful team at Zalando insisted that they were very me compared to flatforms, clogs and thick heeled boots. I didn’t know I came across as such a vision of womanity.
These are just a few from hundreds of absolutely awesome shots from the day. The Zalando team were the loveliest to work with and they made sure I experienced Berlin as a true rock star. I don’t think a blog post nor even my entire blog can express how grateful I am to have met such positive, kind and caring people. Thank you Zalando!
Images: Rebecca Cofie
Think of this as a bit of a teaser. I mean it would be rude to just reveal everything in one go. I am just not that kind of girl.
Besides, I wanted to set the scene a little bit.
It was in the cold light of morning that I ran around my hotel room with wet hair trying to gather my things as after this shoot I would be flying back to London. It was a case of running out of the warm, cushioned room of the Amano Hotel straight into the asphalt jungle.
And yet this asphalt jungle was also warm. I can boldly state that I have never been as happy with studio photos as I have with this shoot. It was not the mattifying foundation that made my skin glow on the pictures, it was the atmosphere that the folk at Zalando created.
The images will be revealed in the next post.