Look Du Jour: Sugar Coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

sugar coated

What: Coat & Dress by Kate Spade NY (both c/o), Necklace by Anne Bowes Jewellery, Shoes by Sophia Webster and Clutch by… It’s actually a travel wallet I bought aged about fourteen, sorry! However I have found similar ones here and here. I’m wearing MAC Candy Yum Yum Lipstick, available here.

Where: Fendi Flagship Store Launch, London.

As much as I like to consider myself “on it like a car bonnet” when it comes to all things of a sartorial nature, I’ve long suspected that’s not actually the truth. It took me over a season to realise that fashion sweatshirts are in fact a rare convergence of comfort and style, not just the lazy girl’s way of getting away with wearing loungewear out and about by emblazoning a tiger/bambi/tongue-in-cheek statement on her front… I know right. Something similar goes for including outerwear as part of my outfit. For years I saw coats mainly as weather protective outfit coverups, throwing them off the second I reached a heated spot to reveal the seasonally inappropriate fare below. I’m not saying I just owned one skanky old anorak, the like of which you wouldn’t let your dog sleep on. But until a couple of years ago I didn’t consider any outerwear that wasn’t a lightweight summer jacket, on par with the rest of my ensemble. It was an afterthought, a necessity of coping with living somewhere other than Los Angeles. Over the past couple of years a combination of fashion week-ing (street style photogs don’t take kindly to waiting while you remove umpteen layers of clothing) blogging (only so many times you can post that one navy number) and accepting after two decades that in London, the weather openly ignores traditional seasons made me reconsider this and fall in love with coats. From a financial perspective, this has been rather disastrous as it immediately takes you from owning one warm winter number, and possibly a transeasonal mac, to needing coats in all colours, fabrics, shapes, lengths and densities. No sooner had I accepted this than I became a coat hoarder. Duffels, peacoats, mannish cuts, classic tweeds, you name it, it’s in my wardrobe. Then this season I began to consider the spring coat. Having braved yet another London Fashion Week in tiny biker jackets layered over thermals layered over goose pimpled flesh I thought surely, surely there must be a better way. And there is. Late to the game I know but aren’t spring coats just freaking GENIUS!? In sunny season (lol) shades and picture pretty prints, they don’t depress you in the way that tugging on the same camel number you’ve already worn for six months on the trot does, yet still stop you developing hypothermia. Perfect for occasions – like the Fendi party a couple of weeks back – where you want to feel chic and maybe even a little bit fancy. I suspect by the time this post goes live it will be glorious again and the whole thing will seem a bit redundant but mark my words, it will turn nasty again and you’ll regret not investing in a spring coat. Unless of course you live somewhere not plagued by “inclement weather” in which case go forth and get your kit off… But no butt cheek exposing shorts or flip flops please, we’ve already discussed this.

Love Ella. X

Images by Holly McGlynn

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