Christmas. A time for relaxing, sharing, laughing and opening….erm….i’m-so-grateful-you-were-so-thoughtful-but-i’d-rather-you-had-saved-your-money gifts with floaty gift receipts which spontaneously disappear into paper-oblivion. As grateful as we all are, its never easy trying to hide disappointment when opening a gift you would probably not choose, because no-one wants to have to hide their feelings unless they’re ones of positivity. Some people know exactly what to buy us, they know us better than we know ourselves (seriously, how does that happen?) and other people display the buying-behaviour of a total stranger. So, when Marks & Spencer approached me to ask me if my husband and I would like to take part in a little Christmas-present-buying challenge, we saw no point staring a proverbial gift horse in the mouth (sorry I’m not sorry).
According to Marie Claire Online, £100k is wasted at Christmas time, after men purchase unwanted lingerie for their partners. Honestly, this doesn’t surprise me (though clearly those gift receipts combusted) because it would seem women generally buy lingerie for themselves, not for their partners; they buy it because it makes them feel confident, and pretty. Men seem to buy women underwear which is sexy, and sexy can be uncomfortable, too revealing and therefore offputting. Confidence is a massive issue with women, as we all know – there’s so much pressure to be a particular size, shape and type – post-baby, post-surgery, post-50 – so the added pressure of sexy lingerie is the last thing one might need.
So, with this in mind, Marks & Spencer challenged my husband and I to a little shopping. I mean, it wasn’t such a challenge for obvious reasons, however it was a task set for us and we happily obliged. My husband was tasked with choosing some lingerie for me (I know) – meanwhile, I had to select pieces online that I would choose. The idea was to see if what my husband would choose for me would be what I would select.
….and he bought me this…
So, he got my size right and he got my style right. I would probably have chosen white over black however this is a small technicality (I’d take the same one in a different colour) – curiously, finding what he wanted wasn’t an easy task though. Mr A noticed that the lingerie was displayed with the larger sizes at the front of the rail, rather than traditionally the other way around which made it seem that there were no smaller sizes. He wasn’t offered any help whilst browsing and wasn’t overly impressed by the quality of the fabric, however the Rosie for Autograph was by far the better range. My husband has bought me underwear on two occasions before now – from Aubade and La Perla and both were such beautiful sets of lingerie – he knows me well and I am a very lucky girl indeed. So , its definitely third time lucky this time around…
Shoes are my weakness and I have quite a collection going on (but you show me a girl who doesn’t) and I wear them all. I make sure I wear them all. There’s no point keeping them all boxed up for special occasions, they’re there to be worn and wear them, I do. These Tamaris fuchsia suede heels work so well with acid wash denim, so wearing them with these distressed River Island jeans (similar here) was the perfect match, instantly dressing up a pretty low-key relaxed look, which is my favourite kind of look, but more importantly, making these shoes instantly wearable. Keeping the rest of the colour balance simple, the shoes become the hero piece of this story and what a hero they are.
Model: Sam Rollinson / Photography: Boo George / Styling: Beat Bolliger / Hair: James Pecis
(Images via Pinterest)
Editorial work of this calibre is what sends me weak at the knees. Its a situation where the location, the styling, the model, the hair, the make up and the photography all meet up and basically have the most amazing party together – its a moment of pure perfection and I appreciate every single element. All people involved in this are clearly at the top of their game and therefore deserve the highest accolade possible. If I could ever be this talented….
I love wearing heels. I’m short, I have a longer body, I need heels. However, when I’m hauling my ass around London town, with ten heavy bags of pulled pieces for an upcoming shoot, heels are a very distant thought. Thank heavens for Topshop.
Swedish chic, for me, is almost almost better than Parisian chic. To be honest, it’s not really Swedish chic, it’s Scandinavian chic, because the Danes and the Finns are pretty damned cool too. And actually, it’s not better, it’s different. Parisian chic is classic, Scandi chic is the boss. Parisian chic is nonchalant, Scandi chic is tomboy cool. You get me? Josephine Skriver, styled by Josephine Aude and shot by Jimmy Backius, is the perfect face to carry this look for Elle Sverige this month. She has the look, the style, the attitude that makes this shoot absolutely sublime.
On another note, I must apologise for my lack of posting to my blog. I was away on holiday for a week, and then, as of yesterday, I became a Fashion assistant for a month, as an intern for stylist Thea Lewis-Yates. I’m literally living my dream. But I’m sorry. And I’ll try to be a good girl and the regular posting shall commence once again.