A few weeks ago, when I asked for post idea suggestions on Instagram, my sister suggested that I should make an “if I were a filthy rich person” wish list. I liked the idea as I usually don’t spend much time on sites like net-a-porter and the like at all, so I thought I could give it a go. So, in the words of the incomparable Eartha Kitt:
Think of all the fun I’ve missed,
Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed,
Next year I could be just as good,
If you’ll check off my Christmas list
Dear Parisiennes: I get it now. Truly, I do. I apologize for my ridiculous behavior. We caught on a while ago to the fact that there is no single “Parisienne” style of dressing and that this French Voguette/Jane Birkin hybrid beast only exists in books and blogs and magazines, but it was still a fun idea to play with. All those breton shirts, all that je ne sais pas (typo, but I’m keeping it), and let’s not forget that effortlessness, right girls? So much effortlessness, massive amounts of effortlessness, it was borderline exhausting! Don’t worry though, you will be happy to know that there seems to be a completely new mythological girl to emulate.
I don’t know about you, but there are few things that annoy me more than seeing fashion bloggers post outfit photos in heels and bare legs in winter. I scoff and roll my eyes and my inner monologue goes something like “bitch, we all know it took you 20 minutes to remove your goosebumps in Photoshop”. We need to cover up and battle the elements, not get frostbites and pneumonia. So, in the spirit of my passive-aggressive inner monologue, I give you my personal A/W wardrobe staples.
Yup, I’m jumping on the bandwagon: I will start a 1 year shopping fast as soon as I get back from my summer holiday. Actually – if I am being completely honest it might be only 10 months, or 11, but it will still be a good stretch of time and in any case 1 year sounds much more impressive than 10 or 11 months. In the past I have scoffed at people doing this, claiming it to be too extreme and a complete overkill, but over the past few months I have come to the conclusion that I think it would do me good. Why?
It might seem a bit strange to devote a whole post to the act of going shopping. After all, all you really have to do is go to a few shops and make sure to bring your credit card, and voilà, before you know it you are shopping! I think you have gathered by now that this is not quite my style of doing things, though. Let’s face it, I’m much too anal for that. I try to avoid bad purchases the best I can, and I try my best to go for quality over quantity. My goal is to have a closet where everything has a use and fits together – shortly put, a closet where everything looks like it belongs to the same person. This usually requires a bit more planning than just leaving my house, credit card in hand.
