What: Ice white jeans: Paige Denim (c/o), Denim Shirt: Warehouse (c/o), Sandals: Whistles, Clutch: Somewhere Nowhere (c/o), Bracelet: Monica Vinader (c/o).
Where: Drinks at Soho House, London.
Firstly yes, I am currently in the thralls of a denim shirt obsession. A couple of years later than everyone else I admit but aren’t they just the best thing ever!? I donned this ensemble last Friday not for a fashion event but in fact for a first date. Having not been on any sort of date in FOREVER I was unclear on most of the details, not least what in God’s name to wear. On the one hand I didn’t want to look like loony fashion fanatic, on the other I did want to look chic beyond belief. In the end I settled on ice white skinnies (boys seem to love white jeans, am I wrong?), the aforementioned denim shirt paired with a holographic clutch and two strap sandals AKA seriously on trend SS13 accessories. I’m fairly sure I screwed up the rest of the evening but at least my outfit seemed to go down well.
Love Ella. X
What: Neon florals skirt & denim shirt: Topshop, Clutch & flats: Kurt Geiger (c/o), Ring: Accessorize, Nails: Essie (c/o)
Where: Aimé London Redchurch Street opening brunch
When I treated myself to this neon floral topshop number I, somewhat optimistically, didn’t expect to have to wait FOUR MONTHS to wear it! In retrospect this was complete idiocy as I’ve now lived in England for 22 years next Wednesday and am painfully aware of quite how non-existent our “great British Summer” can be. It may be grey and drizzly again in London but there’s no way in hell I’m going back to opaques in June. Thankfully I’m off to Ibiza next week for a rather exciting three day fashionanza (fashion bonanza) which I will be telling you more about shortly.
Are you braving bare legs and getting goosepimples too? Please tell me I’m not the only one!
Love Ella. X
What: Dress: Prabal Gurung, Clutch: Anya Hindmarch, Shoes: Whistles (available here), Jewellery: Pandora
Where: Glamour Women of the Year Awards, London
This was perhaps one of my favourite outfits ever. Prabal Gurung Pre Fall 2013 dress, glittery Anya Hindmarch clutch and minimal chic sandals from the ever wonderful Whistles… If I could have worn it forever, I would. Sadly that was not to be but I did have one hell of a wonderful time wearing it to the 10th annual Glamour Women of the Year Awards in London’s Berkeley Square Gardens. ALL the delectable details from the fabulous evening itself will be coming your way soon but for now, what do you think of my look?
Love Ella. X
Images by Lea Salomone
I think it’s fair to say I’ve had a long and colourful relationship with Juicy Couture. In my early teens I coveted those trademark tracksuits and eventually managed to get my hands on a baby pink one which, much to my mother’s horror, I wore pretty much 24/7. A few years on it’s more the playfully preppy separates, eye-popping party frocks and general joie de vivre the brand embodies that I adore. Joie de vivre was certainly in plentiful supply last Thursday evening when Juicy Couture took over divine London members club, Home House for their Fall 2013 party.
In true Juicy style, I decided to don hot pink and sparkles for the occasion… Not that I really need much encouragement to do so but you know, sometimes it’s nice to have an excuse. Home House’s magnificent reception room looked equally pink and sparkly with handsome waiters offering glasses of champagne as we walked in and mannequins clad in the Fall 2013 collection artfully arranged around the bar. My date for the evening, photographer Alistair Guy was running behind schedule (due to having been party hopping since 5pm!) but luckily I immediately spotted the lovely Emily Johnston of Fashion Foie Gras, grabbed a drink and made a beeline for her. After a good catch up with Emily who made me thoroughly jealous with the news that she’d be jetting off to Antigua the next morning for Heidi Klein’s swimwear shoot, I went to investigate the “flower wall” I’d heard rather a lot about.
The flower wall was every bit as fabulous as expected, literally being a wall of hot pink flowers in front of which you could pose for a polaroid. Naturally I had about five goes and would happily have had several more were it not for the growing queue of increasingly unamused looking guests awaiting their turn. After reluctantly stepping away from the wall Alistair (who had arrived just in time for a snap) and I set about getting our mingle on. Given that everyone from Zara Martin and Jade Williams to more blogger and PR pals were in attendance we could have mingled all night but as is usually the case on a Thursday, this was not the only party in town. So after one quick dance to the pop-tastic beats of the evening’s Dj’s Amber Le Bon and Becky Tong we said our goodbyes and headed off to event number two.
Love Ella. X
What: Lemon jumper: Gant, Jacket: Whistles, Mint shorts: American Apparel, Necklace: Anne Bowes Jewellery, Mint brogues: Topshop, Satchel: Zatchels (c/o).
Where: Meetings in London.
Now and again I think my father’s a fairly stylish fellow. Much as I mocked him for buying New Balance trainers (AKA the fash pack’s current footwear of choice) I was secretly impressed that he hadn’t just opted for standard issue Dad loafers. But then I showed him my snazzy mint green brogues and his response – laughing, a lot – reminded me that he really does know nothing after all. Admittedly the whole lemon yellow, mint green, frilly sock combo does perhaps make me look a little like a cartoon character or an oversized ice cream but at long, long last the sun is shining in London and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to don my brightest clothes in celebration.
Love Ella. X