JAZZ UP YOUR LOOK WITH LAYERS
THAT YOU ALREADY HAVE
In the last couple of months I've started to distance myself from the fast paced world of fashion and social media in order to focus on mindfulness and being present. When you work in close proximity to the fashion industry, it's scary how easy it is to get conditioned into a mindset where you're always thinking about your next move. This is not to say that I'm not interested in fashion anymore, but rather that I'm more aware of things now which has ultimately created a shift in my consumption behaviour. Something that I came across recently and really enjoyed was Sarah Lazarovic's "Buyerarchy of Needs" - and I'm happy to say that everything in this look was put together with pieces I've had in my closet for a while now, including this £1 vintage trench coat. In fact, I've worn this entire look several times and even posted it here previously.
A lot of times when my friends are putting together looks for a night out or special occasion, I always hear "I need to buy..." - I'm here to tell you to take a second andrethink that statement. An easy way to put together an exciting look is through monochrome dressing. It elevates your ordinary pieces instantly. As extra as I can be with what I wear (case in point here, here and here), even I can't be arsed to wear a statement piece every single day. There are times where I barely have a second to think as I rush out for my day. By simply pulling pieces from a similar shade of colour - be it red, grey or camel - it's a surefire way to make heads turn when you're walking down the street.
A CURATION OF
PONDERINGS AND PATTERNS
THAT CHARACTERISE MY
It's a gloomy Thursday. My thoughts race against each other as I compartmentalise upcoming appointments, things to do and university deadlines. I let out a deep sigh and make another mental note to pick up a new schedule planner, almost not noticing that I can see my breath now. In the physical world around me, my feet are racing the setting sun, in a bid to get home before dark. Again, I almost miss another indicator of the changing seasons - that distinctive crunch of golden foliage beneath my feet. It’s a sound both comforting and unnerving.
Comforting because it’s the most beautiful time of year in London, I can start going wild with wearing layers and it’s the perfect weather to consume copious amounts of chai. Unnerving because the days are getting shorter and the winter blues will begin to kick in soon... but most of all it’s a reminder that the calendar year is coming to an end and I haven’t achieved nearly as many things that I had wanted to at the start of 2017. But that’s a separate story in itself, which I will speak more on in the coming weeks. Let’s bypass the impending doom and focus on what's at hand.
It’s funny to think that while nature is bursting in bright hues, the sartorial sense of the general public jumps straight from summer into the dismal depths of winter. Just take a look at any tube station at rush hour - you’ll be surrounded mostly by a dull sea of black or grey overcoats and puffer jackets. I always try to incorporate colours into my outfits. Ordinarily my palette for fall would consist of your typical autumn shades, reminiscent of pumpkins and hot chocolate. However, recently I’ve started throwing textures and patterns into the mix.
If it isn’t already obvious at this point, tartan and plaid prints have been a staple of mine over the last few weeks. It’s part of my new new philosophy on dressing warm. My typical advice to others on looking chic in colder weather has been either to wear multiple layers of heattech or to think warm thoughts. The latter is mostly met with eye-rolls and scoffs. My third and latest mantra will probably illicit a similar response - wear warm patterns. But hear me out.
It’s an abstract idea but it works… for me, atleast. Historically, tartan came from Scotland, was made exclusively from wool and was used predominantly for kilts. Stir in a few decades of globalisation and the result is an extensive use of this print in all types of apparel, from high street to high fashion. There’s something about the sombre nature of the pattern that lends it a heft, which automatically inclines me to feel snug and cosy - even if it’s just in my head.
Even if you think my crazy methods of staying warm aren’t going to work for you, you can’t deny the fact that adding a tartan layer is going to elevate you from shabby to chic. If you aren't a fan of more classic shirts (my personal favourites can be found here), fret no. There is an endless selection of more contemporary interpretations by design houses this season - something for everyone. Till next time, kids.
In typical Londoner fashion, I instinctively put aside whatever it is that I'm doing to step outside as soon as a sunny day presents itself. It hurts too much to waste a beautiful day cooped up indoors, especially considering how gloomy the weather is most of the time. The last couple of weeks have been exceptionally gorgeous with the abundance of blossoms everywhere (sponsored by a very generous springtime) and this is the first of many looks to come that I've shot in London's stunning parks.
On this afternoon, Trishna and I visited Broadway Market, where we stuffed our faces with street food and fresh fruits before deciding that we definitely needed to walk it out. We strolled along Regents Canal, trying our best not to get knocked down by cyclists, till we arrived at the ridiculously scenic Victoria Park. After an hour of soaking in the sun, close encounters with goose droppings, running away from bees and getting our stuff slobbered over by a naughty pug named Stewart, it was time to head back and hit the books. Because life *insert shrug emoji here*.
“Let there be no scales to weigh your un-known treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.”
- Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
Last spring, I drove down south with Melody to visit this breathtaking place - the Seven Sisters cliffs. Best two and a half hour drive ever. If you're ever traveling to London, you should definitely think about seeing the chalk cliffs.
Being surrounded by nature as far as the eye can see, with little trace of human presence, is without a doubt one of the most incredible sensations I've ever felt. We were really lucky that it was a quiet day and we got the entire beach to ourselves. It's exciting and makes your heart flutter, but at the same time instills tranquility in your soul. It's a reminder that harmony exists in this universe. It's a reminder that I am a small, ephemeral fixture on this land. And even smaller are my problems.
Looking out into the sea, I realise that it has no beginning, no end. Boundless. Despite the chaos of crashes and sprays of salt, it is inherently serene. Each flowing body of water is somehow connected to one another, and they connect the rest of the world. Like the unfathomable depth of the oceans, the potential each and every one of us hold inside ourselves knows no bounds.
Whatever we seek without, can be unearthed within.
Shot at Seven Sisters Country Park, Sussex.
As we enter a new year full of hope and revived vigour (and a few extra kilos), here's something to consider - are we getting too comfortable in our lives?
Let me explain. Resting on one's laurels never gets them too far ahead. If we don't ever leave our comfort zones, we remain stagnant. How then can we possibly expect to propel ourselves towards whichever direction we're aiming for? By now I've deduced that I'm a person who, probably out of fear, tends to steer clear of change. I've repeatedly closed myself off to new possibilities and new ideas over the last several years. I know for a fact that I'm not the only one who feels this way. We know what we want but never allow ourselves to seek it out. As the cliché goes, you are the only person standing in your way is you. Or rather, your resistance to change.
Only in the last four months or so have I decided it's time to face life's only inevitable constant and proactively push myself to feel uncomfortable. It may sound strange, but discomfort really is a great catalyst for gaining knowledge. You get opportunities to see the world from a different perspective. So take that chance and cross new lines.