What: Club Monaco blue biker jacket (c/o), Whistles shirt, Tibi embossed leather shorts (c/o), Paul & Joe Sister orange satchel (c/o), Markus Lupfer glitter brogues (c/o) & Cutler and Gross sunglasses (c/o)
Where: Meetings in London
Why is there something so incredible satisfying about wearing an outfit that you know will send the majority of (straight) men running for the hills? Blame it on Leandra Medine maybe but manrepelling has never been more tempting. Between the buttoned up shirt and its tutti frutti print, the slightly nappy esque embossed leather shorts – a tailoring accident – and the potentially confusing glitter/mannish hybrid that are these glorious shoes, this would perhaps be an unwise ensemble to don for a first date or going out on the pull. Throw a clashing cobalt blue biker jacket into the mix – because why wouldn’t you? – and you’ll be terrifying fellas at 20 paces… Result! Between looks like these, and my ongoing obsession with dressing like a primary school child slash cartoon character it’s maybe not entirely surprising I’m single. But then, I’m a firm believer in wearing whatever the hell makes YOU feel fabulous regardless of whether that’s a bodycon party frock, Nike Air Max or a clown costume. Any paramour you have to change your personal style more is frankly not worth the bother.
Thinking more on this subject, I’d probably say I dress firstly for myself and secondly for other women/gay men. Attracting the opposite sex doesn’t usually factor into it, something I’m not entirely sure is healthy. What about you guys, who you do dress for?
Love Ella. X
Images by Holly McGlynn