Generally known for their scarves (and sometimes belts), Hermès is a house of Parisian chic in all senses of the word.
Some of my favourite casual/chic/work looks from Paris Fashion Week came courtesy of this label… One thing all the looks in this post have in common was excellent shorts. I have been searching for the perfect pair(s) as summer draws nearer, and these babies look good. Too bad they’re probably well out of my price range…
Here are some of my favourite looks, and some real life inspirations… (come on bank account – hold out another week!)
Countryside chic = parkas & Barbour-inspired jackets
All in one colour + Leather & Suede…
Kookai Suede Skirt on ASOS
The unexpected combo of denim & suiting…
Jeans – Nobody, Denim shirt & Blazer – Nude Lucy, Belt – vintage, Boots – Wittner
Hermes Ready-to-wear 12/13 – via Show Studio
Thanks to Laura and Brendan, I have ‘And I am telling you’ from Dreamgirls stuck in my head.
Tonight we Little Africa-ed with Ella and Sonya. We’ve been so many times it now has its own verb; or it should. And we always eat exaaactly the same thing each time: The vegetarian combination for [insert number of people here]. It’s so delicious. I don’t even know what half of it is, but it’s just so delicious.
Pictures via Sans Gluten review – gee whizz, it’s gluten free too!
This picture courtesy of Ella
It was a cosy jumper/spots/anorak kinda evening…
Glassons spotty trousers, Nude Lucy denim shirt, Quirky Circus jumper, Cotton On anorak, Kurt Geiger boots.
There has been a certain fluffy something infiltrating my world with mountains of woolly residue… Unfortunately it’s not a small fluffy puppy, a soft kitten, an overrun bunny or a number of small fluffy ducks. (Segway to cute photos)
In a better world it would be. In this world, however, it’s simply my new jumper.
It’s been a while since I’ve had to deal with a fluff problem. But we’ve all been there. It’s on your jeans. All over, and you have no clue how it got there. It’s not like you’ve been wearing it on your knees! It’s on your car seat, in your coat and on the poor unsuspecting elbow the person sitting beside you on the train. Every time you realise you’ll be forced to make contact with something new you pause for a few seconds, wondering if there’s some way of preventing it. Realising there isn’t, you resign to fluffing up the place.
Despite this obvious drawback, my new jumper is pretty good. And here at fluff central, we’re trying the whole hairspray, machine wash process to see if that keeps the fluff at bay…
Jumper – Glassons, Shirt – Nude Lucy, Jeans – Nobody, Shoes – Sportsgirl, Socks – Country Road