Last year, my best friend Claudia asked me to borrow some of my clothes. She wanted formal, conservative, oh and her final stipulation? No lace.
She knows me too well. I have a lot of lace in my wardrobe. Crochet lace, tatting, needle lace or broderie anglaise- I love it all. I’m a sucker for the fine, delicate fabric. Is there anything more feminine or angelic then lace?
Lately though, I’ve been gravitating towards a different kind of lace. Heavy and thick with an almost geometrical feel.
For a little over a year, I’ve been a little obsessed with the U.K. label Self Portrait. His clothes give a nod to this type of lace, and I love the way he puts black underneath the richer colours he uses. The only downside to having a growing attachment to such a label is that living in Australia, it’s a little unattainable. You see, I’m one of those people that likes to try before I buy, and I consider online shopping close to useless.
Can you imagine my delight, when I walked past the French Connection window at my local shopping centre and saw this dress? It’s not exactly Self Portrait, but it has all the elements that I love about his clothes.
I decided to go for a slightly more grungy feel for this outfit (if you can even call it that). At this point in time, it’s my favourite thing hanging in my wardrobe.
Hair credit: Adeline Harvey