Velvet
Sunday, October 4th, 2009
Something about the winter makes me want to snuggle up in a hoodie and pyjama bottoms, thick fair isle socks and big slippers, read books on the sofa, and not leave the house. Ever. But another, larger part of me, wants to go shopping and enjoy all that the new seasons have to offer. Gorgeous riding boots, thick coloured tights, woolen dresses and skirts, and mostly, the fabric du-jour, velvet.
Every winter, I feel like donning as much velvet as I can find, in sumptuous colours and various styles, and wandering through the streets with a big fluffy hat, a la Julie Christie in Doctor Zhivago. I want to pretend to be a Russian Princess, or a wealthy woman from the Victorian era, walking through the park or the cobbled lanes in my pointy lace up boots and thick velvet gown. Or, more realistically, I want to wear a nice jewel coloured velvet blazer over my skinny jeans and chunky boots and go for a nice relaxing pub lunch, way out in the country with only the sunday papers and a roaring fire (and a few toys for the baby) to keep us company.
Above: Blazer, left, and jacket, right, both from Topshop.
Above: Boden coat, left, and ASOS dress, right.
Above: Capelet, left, and dress, right, both from Nasty Gal Vintage.
Above: Toast gown, left, and Littlewoods dress, right.
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