"This... 'stuff''? Oh, OK. I see. You think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select, I don't know... that lumpy blue sweater, for instance. Because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue. It's not turquoise. It's not lapis. It's actually cerulean. And, you're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves Saint Laurent wasn't it who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here... And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers. And then it, oh, filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic Casual Corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room from a pile of 'stuff' "
I've watched 'The Devil Wears Prada' far too many times to know the above lines too well. It seemed only right that when I wore this lovely cerulean Philip Lim 3.1 skirt ( picked in the Outnet Sale ), I had to play back Miranda Priestly's famous words. I've teamed the skirt with my *favourite* Margiela for H&M Candy Clutch, a re-edition from Margiela's SS10 collection except £600ish cheaper! You can still find some on eBay but for slightly more than the £35 that I paid. Also featured here is a Me & Zena pencil necklace that I recently picked up from London Fashion Weekend for a bargain. I love little geeky touches. What do you make of the outfit? Would you wear cerulean? Ann x
Seen here: Top from Zara, the skirt is Philip Lim 3.13 from The Outnet, necklace by Me & Zena, brogues by Hush Puppies, H&M for Margiela clutch
Photography by Edward Chandler