The London Lookbook: Taste The Rainbow
Coming from a theatre background, visiting the south bank and the National Theatre is like going home.
My colourfully theatrical upbringing calls for a colourful outfit. I love to clash prints and colours; my lurid combinations often attract curious glances. I don’t know whether they’re impressed by my daring, or think that I’m off my rocker – I don’t mind either way.
I’ve combined a few trends in one outfit; sheer fabrics, cropped tops, floral prints, neon jewels and pastels; who says less is more? Certainly not me. If you keep the shapes simple and flattering you can get away with clashing patterns and colours. I tend to stick to a silhouette that I know works for me – anything that emphasises my waist and skims my hips. If I vaguely stick to these guidelines I can get away with a multitude of rule breaking.
Londoners often dress in muted colours, but I want to reflect the vibrancy of the city in my clothes. My hometown never fails to surprise me, and the food markets that crop up all over London are a delight. It’s great to go to a part of the town you know really well, only to stumble upon smorgasbord of culinary treats. My favourite stall on the south bank food market is Grays and Feather, sparkling wine specialists, with their teeny tiny bottles of champagne – like little Alice in Wonderland potions. They also do a killer glass of Pimms; as synonymous with an English summer’s day as strawberries and cream.
My skirt is from Topshop, the lovely Miranda Kerr was seen wearing it a few weeks ago on the streets of New York. The skirt is now sold out, but Topshop still carry similar ones. My top, shoes and earrings are from ASOS. My belt is from Accessorize, I bought it a couple of years ago; ASOS do a very similar one. My sunglasses are my trusty Tom Fords. My bag was a birthday present from my best friend; it’s from the Cambridge Satchel Company. My rings are my wedding and engagement rings. I wear my wedding ring on my right hand because nothing fits with my engagement ring; it’s not particularly traditional, but that’s fine by me.
