What I actually wore #0014

Serial #: 0014
Date: 25/12/2008
Weather: Warm
Time Allowed: 15 minutes

It was Christmas Day, and we were going to brunch at the Shangri-La Hotel. I wanted – not unnaturally – to wear something a little festive, and I had plenty of party dresses to choose from. However, it transpired too many of them were too revealing.

I modelled the silver for X, and we agreed that this dress was better left for a house party. While he disappeared to iron his shirt, I slipped into this diagonally striped dress. I’d bought this dress on eBay a while back, but deemed it too pretty and frilly for my city persona. X was much more approving of it though. It was demure, he said, yet still sexy. But my shoulders were bare.

“Perhaps you should cover them until we’re in the hotel,” he suggested.

My options were limited, and this time the chocolate Zara jacket did not make the grade; it looked totally wrong. Instead, I flung this black and silver Lurex shawl around my shoulders, going ‘pattern on pattern’ as fashion editors are forever encouraging their readership to do. Of course, they always say if you stick to the same colour palette, it works. In my case the tenuous connection were my silver sandals, but it meant I could get away with carrying my new black bag.

I had already decided that my other new bag of silver satin did not match the dress, so that left the hard alligator-stamped clutch from Aldo. This evening bag shopping frenzy had been brought on by my forgetting to bring one with me to Dubai; it was this genuine Glomesh bag that I had meant to pack. I had bought it for $12 at the Camberwell Market years ago from a lovely older woman. A brilliant vintage find for me, to her it was an old, unused bag from her youth.

My earrings were found in a shop in Muttrah Souq in Oman, and this was their first outing.

Items:
Dress: Veronika Maine
Shawl: Zara
Bag: Aldo
Shoes: Zoe Wittner
Earrings: Muttrah Souq
Rings: Roun

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