Dress: c/o Ghost, Shoes: Toga, Jacket: Zara, Bag: Chanel, Collar: Vintage Fox Fur and Amber
Images by: Rebecca Cofie“Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!”
Ronald Reagan, Former President of the United States, speech at the Brandenburg Gate, 1987
And so they did.
I heard so many different points of view before going to Berlin. Some were praising the city, others were saying it was rather grimy. This made me very curious – what is the mystery behind the inconsistency of everyone’s memory of Berlin? Is it a Vienna kind of city or is it a Warsaw type?
That’s when I saw something that Jack Lang, former French culture minister, noted. He said: “Paris is always Paris and Berlin is never Berlin.” And that’s so true. If I come back in a year’s time, it will probably be a completely different experience – it’s constantly being constructed, reconstructed, deconstructed in a never ending circle. And that’s the beauty of Berlin – a city that’s buzzing yet isn’t as saturated as a beehive. A city that boasts memorable architecture but lacks in equivalents of the Eiffel Tower, the Notre Dame, the Big Ben.
In fact, the piece of architecture it is famous for is simply not there. And yet millions come year on year admiring this beautiful torn down nothingness.
Dress: Boohoo, Hoodie: Quemondo, Pumps: BCBG Max Azria, Bag: Chanel, Jewellery: From My Silver and Amber Collection
Photos by Maheen
Location: Richmond, LondonYes, I said it’s fine before
I don’t think so no more
I said it’s fine before
I’ve changed my mind
I take it back
Erase and rewind
’cause I’ve been changing my mind
I’ve changed my mind
The Cardigans – Erase/Rewind (1998)
If you were to say hoodie to me, I’d say sure, you will see me in one when I go to the gym or for a run. Or grocery shopping. You know, things we all do but don’t necessarily talk about or expect to see on personal style blogs. Hoodies have earned this unglamorous reputation of being a safe-choice for lazy days. Something that’s kind of velour, with bunny ears, pink and comes with its own partner in crime: the tracksuit bottoms.
But wait. Just like kicks and sneakers, the humble hoodie is having a rebrand as we speak. I bet you never expected me to blog about it. I don’t think I ever would, had it not been for Quemondo, a luxury hoodie brand that specialises in bringing sporty back with an emphasis on fashion.
The brand went as far as trying to convince me that it could serve as an alternative to my trusty old leather jacket.
And yet days later I still see my leather jacket. It’s hanging in the corridor, as I am dashing out of the house in my Quemondo hoodie.
I am not taking it off, mate. Get your own.
Sunglasses: Dolce&Gabbana c/o Sunglasses Shop, Skirt: Frank Usher, Top: Adolfo Dominguez, Bag: Chanel, Sandals: New Look, Jewellery: Saint Laurent, Givenchy and Chanel
Location: Somerset House, London, UK
Images by Rebecca CofieI am an Antichrist
I am an anarchist
don’t know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy passerby
‘Cause I wanna be anarchy
In the city
Anarchy for the UK
It’s coming sometime maybe
I give a wrong time stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme
‘Cause I wanna be anarchy
In the city, the only way to be
Sex Pistols – Anarchy in the UK
If it was Paris Fashion Week I was preparing for, these dotted Dolce&Gabbana sunnies would quickly be switched to my classic black Gucci frames and the pink hair would stay my usual colour resulting in a very Audrey up-do. But we’re not in Paris, this is London – and here rules don’t apply when it comes to street style.
We all need an outlet to punk out. Rebelling has many forms. Mine happens to be pink and bang in the middle of Somerset House.
Blouse: Ralph Lauren, Trousers: Alice by Temperley, Bag: Coach, Blazer: Dolce&Gabbana, Necklace: JeannieRichard, Earrings: Chanel, Pumps: Schuh
Images: Safeera Sarjoo
The colour brown is one those that does not frequent in the blogosphere or in the fashion sphere in general. Of course, I am not talking about those sandy, warm colours that you see on MaxMara wool coats or Burberry tweed jackets and trenches, nor am I talking about perfect brown leather or suede accessories. I am talking about clothing. Think brown dresses, blazers, tops, trousers, skirts and the like. The reason for this is that generally the colour brown is considered to be black’s awkward ugly sister. Because brown in not quite black and not quite dark navy. It’s somewhere in a seperate space and time. Perhaps it’s the bad choices of the 70s going on 80s when brown suits with flared bottoms were all the rave – and to many it still has that cheesy, have-we-stepped-into-a-porn-flick-set vibe.
The truth is that brown is incredibly tricky to style. Styling it with green may leave you looking like a weirdo, styling it with yellow may work well or if the shades are wrong may end up in a style suicide. Styling it with other hues, including other shades of brown itself may end up really and truly awkward. It’s just a seriously awkward and challenging shade to wear.
I’ve had this Dolce&Gabbana blazer in my wardrobe for ages – I’ve worn it casually but never on this blog in fear of making you feel that 70s porn flick vibe that I referred to before: bon-chika-wow-wow, chika-boo-ya-boogie-woogie-pow-poooow. But this particular styling; with some Ralph Lauren lace, some blush oversized trousers, a somewhat Eastside hairdo and gold jewellery convinced me that unless I mention that porn thing, no one would ever think that. But what kind of blogger would I be, having the opportunity to make you sing bow-chika-wow-wow aloud and not taking it?
For those who have a second and feel that I deserve it, please nominate pret-a-reporter in the Best Established Fashion Blog category.
Jacket: Christian Dior, Skirt: H&M, Ankle Boots: Irregular Choice, Top: Maje, Pearl Jewellery: Marina Rozen, Bag: Chanel, Ring: Present from le Boyf
Images: Ahmed Fayed
Meow. The whole outfit looks very Dior New Look until you notice the cats, that is. Much like the internet’s inexplicable obsession with lolcats – fashionistacats are also slowly creeping into our closets. I sah-wear I didn’t notice how these two got into mine but they are very welcome guests.
It’s not really surprising that all of the sudden cats are the print to wear. Givenchy for instance displayed its love for some big kittehs. I am talking about the signature panther print – just try telling me that you don’t want that panther and florals print jacket or top. I mean seriously. Don’t even. No.
Meanwhile demonic cats are not reserved for Halloween anymore either; I tend to wear these Irregular Choice ankle boots all year round and they still seem to stun people to a point where I am stopped on the street and asked how/why/where/wow.
The business cat top too is something that I adore wearing. It’s so geeky and sweet, it makes people assume I am so quirky and almost as cute as the next K-Pop band… before they notice the demon cat buckles and start second guessing.