Friday, 16 September 2016
What I do know is that in the years that have passed, I have found myself somewhat unwillingly, at the age of 28, and allergic (that's right, medically averse to) any garment that is short, tight, or just plain uncomfortable. As you may be able to tell, age doesn't necessarily deter the drama queen need for hyperbole, but it does regularly present the niggle that it is indeed to time to grow up, at least sartorially.
Fortunately, my workplace allows my day and play wardrobes to blend in to one and so my 'day to day' wardrobe mostly consists of relaxed-fitting cigarette pants, culottes, airy midi dresses ... ideally in a fabric that that doesn't itch, doesn't stick and most importantly of all, doesn't require ironing. Who the hell has the time or patience for that these days?
This super lightweight cheese-cloth style midi dress from Scandi-brand Monki has been an easy throw-on all summer. You do have to keep your wits about you with this one, as the front-buttons are partial to popping open when moving from a standing to seated position, as I have found out a few times. However, the delicate striped fabric and beautiful grandad-collar neckline make it easy to forgive that small short-coming. I mix it up between leaving it loose and flowy or throwing a belt around the waistline to smarten the look up. Finished with a pair of chucks and I'm good to go.
Outfit details: Midi Dress by Monki; Converse High-Tops, fedora + belt all from ASOS.
Given my track record, I won't make any promises that I will provide consistent and timely blog posts at this stage, however, over the past few weeks I have created a list as long as my arm of things I would like to chat about, so let's just see how I get on, eh.
Want a quick re-cap of recent life events? The last time I posted I was just about to embark on a ten-day trip to the Algarve, which offered some much-needed, downtime. The first four days went spent exploring the stunning alcoves of the beach, often finding that were the only ones there, as we travelled off-season. My family then joined us for the last 6 days, which was lovely and meant that J & my brother could cure each other's inability to sit still for five minutes with endless games of pool, tennis and football, leaving me to sit poolside and read! Yas!
It was just after that holiday, when I returned to work to find out that the menswear brand that I work for had secured a meeting with team that curate the shops in the Seven Dials' district of London, with the idea of getting a commercial space for a pop-up shop in the run up to Christmas. We got it! It was a massive learning curve to say the least. As my role is mainly office-based, working at the brand's HQ, I went from knowing absolutely zilch about how to set up and run a retail store, to having to learn everything in order to get the store open and operational, all within a three-week period. In hindsight, I can proudly say that it was one of the most rewarding things I've ever done. At the time, my head felt like it was whirling around so much that even asking me my name may have caused confusion.
In order to make this little bloggy home more of an interesting read, I asked you on twitter what sort of thing you would like to see on Novella, and most of you said that you prefer style features with occasional posts about working in fashion. Whilst I've only been in the field for a couple of years, working for a small, independent brand has meant that my day to day role is quite varied; from going on research trips, researching trends, attending garment design meetings, organising photo-shoots through to managing e-commerce and marketing, with a little bit of wholesale admin thrown in too.
I'll try to cover a variety of topics as and when they pop up, but if anyone has any specific questions about working in the industry, feel free to leave them in the comments box below or send me an email and I'll work them into a future post!
Last but not least, and possibly most exciting of all (for us at least), we went and bought a blooming' house, didn't we! The past few months have been full of small home renovation tweaks, pinterest mood boards and endless clicks through to H&M's homeware pages, my new love.
Now all that's covered, I just want to say quick thank you if you've stuck with me on this little ole space. It means a lot. Let's crack on...
Wednesday, 30 September 2015
Ever since I was a little girl, I have absolutely adored ballet. As an adult I am on a continual quest for an ballet class within a reasonable distance and suitable enough for my (lack of) experience, whilst simultaneously pestering my twirling dance adept friend Rac to impart her skill & wisdom upon me. Girl's gotta have a dream, right. As part of my birthday this year, James managed to blag us some tickets to see Romeo & Juliet at the Royal Opera House. As expected, everything from the dancers, the costumes and the live orchestra was just phenomenal. It was actually a real treat to the senses, which sounds weird to say, and is definitely something that I didn't expect but there was so much going on, it required quite a lot of concentration throughout. I found the first 10 minutes quite hard to keep up with - partly because I'm so accustomed to relying on dialogue to tell a story, and partly because I forgot my glasses - but after that it was impossible not get to get absorbed in the narrative, and I just loved it. If you get the chance, go and see it before the end of its run!
That evening, we stayed in a beautiful apartment in Golders Green, booked through AirBnB. the decor was stunning, it was dead easy to get into central London on the Northern line, and the neighbourhood was a dream; so quiet with a host of nice delis & coffee shop and super close to a waitrose and a nice M&S food court, which made picking up some dinner in a rush nice & easy. We could not complain. A perfect mid-week retreat.
Sunday, 27 September 2015
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