I'm currently trying to face tackling the wardrobe changeover. You know, that awful moment when you have to overcome the seasonal denial, start stashing away the summer things and bring out the winter ones or risk freezing to death. It's forced me to take stock mentally of what I've been buying over the last few months.
I thought at the beginning of summer there wasn't going to be much to tempt me to buy in terms of new summer gear. However despite having sworn to only stick to what I already had for my summer wardrobe, I now realise I actually bought quite a few things, most of them in various shades of pink! Yes that's right, despite my tendency to wear copius amounts of black, I actually love the colour pink.
The whole colour blocking trend may have whizzed straight by me but years of ballet classes wearing quite a lot of pink put ballet chic right up there on my internal fashion radar. Which led me to shop for clothes in the most saccharine saturated shades of pink I could get my hands on.
When it comes to food I don't really have a sweet tooth, but when it comes to injecting colour in my wardrobe then candy floss, coconut candy, Turkish Delight, sugar mice, humbugs, bubblegum, marshmallows, cupcakes with icing, pastel pink macaroons, you name it, I will readily consume its sugar loaded, candy coated, fashion equivalent and shamelessly wear it head to toe.
This ice pink jumper and pleated lace skirt that I found on sale at Whistles are staying out of storage for a while yet in the hopes of a mild autumnal day which I intend to survive by layering up with even more pink. I just need a pink coat!
I'm especially enamoured with this skirt which simultaneously satiates a love of lace, accordian pleats, pink and all things girly. Even Mr V remarked it reminded him of something that Carrie Bradshaw, that style hero of my generation, would probably be seen twirling down Fifth Avenue in. I read in a magazine this month that pink is one of those colours which you should steer clear of wearing as you get older. Yawn! Not going to let some sourpuss style advisors spoil my fun! I actually had people smile at me on public transport in London wearing pink - no mean feat in this city!
So here's to being old enough to make up my own mind about what I want to wear. And for some truly inspirational advice on where to stick style advice from "experts" for the "aged" see this wonderful post by the unstoppably fabulous Vintage Vix!
Pink lace pleated skirt and silk cotton mix jumper: Whistles; Nude pink vest: Cos; Pale pink cashmere vest: Topshop; Ballet flats: Zara; Pendant: Vintage