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Sugar Coated

When did pink become cool again? Was it before the Prada pink suit or after the Arvida Bystrom/Petra Collins art takeover? It was definitely after Barbie, but I wouldn’t say it was on a 2004 Wednesday either – sorry Mean Girls. We’ve come a long way since Juicy Couture tracksuits, Motorola flip phones and mini handbags, allowing us enough time to recover from our previous disastrous pink affair and dive into another one, only this time more wiser and less Paris Hilton. So on a 2016 Wednesday, how would the Mean Girls wear pink today?   ‘On Wednesdays we wear pink.’ Fuchsia and hot pink would definitely not be seen. This time around it’s shades of rose and blush, a softer approach but not necessarily a subtler one – blocking your entire outfit is still very much a yes. The reason it works now is because the pieces are structured; tailored items make the trend girly without looking childish, a grown-up approach to feminine dressing that ensures nobody ends up in the Burn Book for a …

Can you like fashion without actually liking fashion?

Tackling life’s big questions today, though not coming to any definitive conclusions. As per, I am being painfully indecisive and wasting time questioning pointless things. Do I like fashion? Could my outfit (above) be deemed as fashionable? What’s the difference between style and fashion? And is it possible to like fashion without actually liking fashion? Am I going through some sort of fashion-existential crisis? It began the other day when I offered one of my friends a copy of ELLE magazine and she politely declined. My friend studied fashion and I would say she’s a fashionable person. Yet when I asked her why she didn’t want it, she said it was because she didn’t like fashion in terms of trends and designers. Yet by definition that’s what fashion is. So how was it possible for my fashionable friend to dislike fashion? I began applying these questions to myself. Would I say that I was someone who liked fashion? On the surface – yes. I’m obsessed with fashion magazines, have a fashion blog, enjoy styling outfits and …

Rekindling the fashion flame

‘Something rather magical is happening in fashion: there is a gentle but significant new mood sweeping through design houses…I sense a remarkable era ahead, one that defines a new fashion voice where the brave and remarkable shine.’ The editor’s letter in the ELLE January issue perfectly summarises my current feelings toward fashion. For the first time in a very long time I feel inspired again, excited to wear the SS16 trends but ready to abandon them at the same time in pursuit of my own personal style. Either one will do, as luckily for me the industry’s new mood is the individualist, or as Amelia Diamond puts it – street style has become personal again. My most recent purchases are an affirmation of that: red co-ords, silky pink bomber jackets, patchwork jeans and strappy orange heels. Granted, they won’t look good together but if I wanted to try it then why the hell not? Where fashion was once used to express yourself, a minimal and monochromatic palette bought monotony to the masses, eschewing any glimpse …

Orange Wednesdays

What rhymes with orange? A question that has teased minds since the beginning of language. This season, the zesty colour has presented a new challenge for me. What goes with orange? Until now, I believed orange was strictly for prison jumpsuits and monks. It is a colour that has never lay in my wardrobe nor have I ever wished it to. It is halloween pumpkin costumes, high-vis traffic cones and ‘you’ve been tangoed’ jokes. It is not fashion-friendly. Or so I believed. Fashion’s current individualist attitude is rubbing off on me. Maximalism is in, though it’s not something I could pull off. But keeping the style and cut simple and injecting a burst of colour? That’s something I can work with. And it so happens to be that orange is the colour I want to work. Red may be the colour of the season, but it’s (currently) not a shade that I enjoy. Yes it’s love and lust and passion, but it’s also brash, flamboyant and brazen. It needs suitable colouring to pull it off, …