“the fashionable woman wears clothes. the clothes don’t wear her.” // m. quant
this may or may not have something to do with alexa chung.
i don’t know much about her at all – i’ve never seen her presenting, yet she’s always a favourite to watch at the arrivals for a chanel show; she is rather fetching, and i’m just a little bit jealous of her always-perfect cat-flick. i’ve flipped through her book, and i wouldn’t deny her a certain charm and humour – she’s got that thing, that it thing, that thing that makes her someone you want to look at, someone you might maybe want to aspire to be like. for me, of course, it’s so obvious – she’s lithe, she’s a brunette that can work a slight hive and that 60s english mod-slash-rose thing is just something i’ve always wished i could be. the only thing i have easier access to is a few parts of her favored wardrobe.
→ source : punched square flower rosemary bag via orla kiely
→ source : giant wildflower print organza tunic via orla kiely
→ source : tilda sunglasses via orla kiely
→ source : and one outlier – jazz shoes from toast, orla doesn’t shoes…