So my knowing smirk is really directed at myself. 'Well, well well,' my clothes may as well be saying. 'You came crawwwwwwling back in front of the camera after all.'
Um... yes. I did.
Because I think that I've been too hard on myself, really- I've been so discomfited by the idea of putting myself visually front and centre that I convinced myself I didn't "need" to do outfit posts, that Fashademic could be more writing-based. Well, sure; but I love seeing how people dress, and I love seeing glimpses of other bloggers (or big unadulterated slabs of them) in photos, so why did I feel differently when it came to myself? It's a mystery... but in the meantime, ta-da! I offer you... my new favourite skirt (don't tell my other skirts.) Here is why I love it: it's multi-coloured. It's knitted. It has pompom ties. It says 'buzzblond' all over it (why? does it matter?); and it makes me feel outrageous.
It's by Bernhard Willhelm, a wonderfully creative, unpredictable designer who studied at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Antwerp and who gives perfectly non-sequiturial answers to straightforward questions (see the latest RUSSH, for instance. So good.) I dressed it with a (forgotten) black hair elastic on my wrist, a bassike t-shirt in the best sky shade of blue and earrings I made in a fit of being inspired by Prada. I actually haven't worn earrings for a number of years now but all of a sudden, my bracelets are languishing and, well, that's what Miuccia does to a lady. She comes out with revhead shoes and rose-and-"diamond" earrings and silk-satin rompers and somehow the response she engenders is "MY WORD, YES!" not " . . . *crickets* "
I really was just retying my pompoms properly here, not even posing. What a natural.
And this is my brain's creative response to my inner, frantic 'what do I do next? Look relaxed!' moment... hand on hip. I know, I know, how do I think of these magic poses? I'm just an innovator, I guess.
skirt: Bernhard Willhelm // tshirt: bassike // earrings (that you can't even see, how fash mag of me): self-made // sandals (that you also can't see, soz): Rittenhouse.
Huge thanks to my profesh photographer housemate Kate who rescued me from staging my camera on top of an upturned saucepan to get the right angle and intervened with her D-SLR- life saver!