We’re currently on a whirlwind trip around the US, packing three cities into 10 days. For our one full day in New York City, I figured we’d revisit some of our old favourite bars, eat at our fave restaurants, walk around Central Park, maybe hit up a museum or two.
Back when I was single I would occasionally spend entire nights listening to music, trying on every single item in my wardrobe and coming up with interesting (and sometimes crazy) outfit combinations.
Here in London it’s not quite cold enough yet to be wearing chunky outerwear. Now normally I would not be complaining about that (trust me, one thing I don’t miss about NYC is the insane winters) – but I’m having a really difficult time waiting.
Leading up to our weekend city-break to Copenhagen, I did a tiny bit of shopping… and then a tiny bit more once we arrived. So, of course, I was excited to take my new pieces out for a test drive. Luckily, it was ridiculously sunny and gorgeous the entire weekend, and the scenery was made for street style snapping.
This past weekend featured three of my favourite things: sunshine, wine and quality hang-time with my girlfriends. There was also Mexican food, whisky and a punting guide who looks like Aladdin – but that’s for another post.
We hosted a little Friendsgiving at our flat last night, so most of today was spent nursing hangovers and cleaning the kitchen. (So much leftover pumpkin pie!) But, luckily, I did get outside in time to enjoy a couple short hours in the sunshine.
One of my favourite ways to make an outfit look cool and non-boring is by mixing prints. For me, deciding which prints work together is really just about trial and error – and to get it right, you have to start with the individual pieces.
I’ve certainly been having a thing with midi skirts lately. This Topshop gem is still in heavy rotation – and I’ve just spotted a few more that I’m debating ordering from ASOS. But I personally think midi skirts just don’t look as cute with tights as they do with bare legs – and as we head into winter we’re nearly in mandatory tights weather. (That is unless you’re going straight from your flat to an Uber to a restaurant… or if you drink minimum three glasses of wine before braving the elements.)