There's nothing I love more this season than well-loved, butter soft leather, simple sandals that belonged in a Calvin Klein show circa 1990 and an oversized, slouchy leather clutch that's held like a paper bag.
Those who know me know that I was born in the wrong decade. I'm obsessed with the 20s and 30s the days when women draped themselves in liquid satin and thick fluffy fur stoles and wore breathy dresses that could be worn to bed if you were feeling extra decadent.
Roberto Cavalli's summer collection for 2014 is just that. Tassels, fur (in summer which is just magnificent), beaded breathy dresses which graze your ankle but have more sex appeal than a crotch-skimming Herve Leger and colours that appear to have been faded by the summer sun.
I must say I am a bit of a shoe snob and I have neglected Stuart Weitzman my entire life. These recent pictures with Kate Moss pictured in footwear that would look perfect on Carnaby Street in the swinging 60s have got me changing my tune and I'm already scouring the web for the bottom pair in black to get me through winter.
At the beginning of each season I devise a wishlist of all the necessary pieces I feel like I can't live without. Generally this list is scattered with a few treasures that won't be joining me in this lifetime other than if I win the Euromillions or uncover a hidden talent in robbery. These include vintage Cartier panther bracelets, a richly coloured fur coat which is the equivalent of three Fiat 500's and an emerald crocodile birkin.
Something that is more doable is this fabulous Isabel Marant beaded wrap skirt. I always try to avoid seasonal frivolities (Celine's fur Birkenstocks take note) however I feel that a piece which incorporates sequins and studs and that is wearable both day and night is definitely something that gets my vote.
Available at Harvey Nichols & Selfridges.
PS. Who else is giddy at the prospect of the new Isabel Marant store in London opening at the end of this month?
I am becoming a bit of a perfume hoarder. I've discovered myself browsing artisanal perfume shops as a hobby smelling concoctions from perfumeries unknown. I remember how upset I was when my 'signature' scent was in fact on the bathroom shelf of 90% of Year 7 (I'm fairly certain that everyone reading this wore Angel at some point in their life). I vowed that I would never wear a generic perfume that was a dime a dozen.
Grossmith London is an age old perfumer which is sold in my favourite little perfume store, Les Senteurs on Elizabeth Street (visit their online shop here). My mother recently bought me Betrothal (clearly something to do with my recent engagement). This perfume was first created in 1893 for George V and Queen Mary (who doesn't love a bit of history). This is a complex scent that's floral, powdery, crisp and heady at once. With rose de Mai, jasmine, neroli, ylang ylang, ceder, sandal, vanilla and vetiver it really is quite spectacular and a definite contender for my wedding perfume (find it here).
This makes a beautiful addition to any vanity, with a gorgeous Art Nouveau bottle and white ornate leather box and was the most wonderful gift to open.
These little Mark Cross box bags are my latest obsession. They're like a grown-up version of a lunch box (which comes with a grown-up price tag of over $2,500). This mini-trunk bag is an absolute classic which can used by 20 somethings to stuff full with evening out essentials (lipstick, a credit card that works, taxi money, keys and an iPhone with a ridiculously large case) or by grandmothers to fill with Murray Mints, hairpins and a pair of crochet gloves.
Summer in London is well and truly over. Yesterday I spent the day neatly folding my kaftans and whisper-thin silk dresses and putting them in the depths of my closet drawers where they will surely not see the light for another few months.
While my tan is rapidly fading, my morning spring in my step has disappeared and my vitamin D levels are plummeting I am rather excited at the prospects of wearing heavy knits, bulky coats and hats galore.
I know that fur may not be some peoples cup of tea but personally I love it. I do however make sure that I never buy fur from China (which is usually the cheapest) as their practices are overwhelmingly cruel. Do make sure that your furs are responsibly farmed or go vintage.
Kate Moss probably has one of the most magical fur collections and in the spirit of the changing of the seasons I wanted to post a few of my favourites.