Denim jacket: £63, NW3 by Hobbs. Baseball tee: free, American Apparel. Joni jeans: £32.40, Topshop. Anna boots: £76.50, Topshop. Satchel: Stylistpick. Watch: gift, Rotary. Ralph Lauren sunglasses: c/o Sunglasses Shop. Necklace: vintage. Rings: F21, vintage, gift, and c/o The Bohemian Collective. Lipstick: Ravishing, MAC.
I remember writing this post last summer and saying how weird it was to wear double denim. Oops, I did it again. This time it's a bit less floral, and maybe a bit more High School Musical(?). I caved and bought another pair of Joni jeans when feeling a bit reckless a couple of days after my loan came in, and couldn't help but pair it with my trusty, well-worn Hobbs denim jacket (that was another rash decision, but we'll ignore that). I'm still not sure of my stance regarding double denim, but it's quite good for the temperamental weather.
I wore this on Saturday when I visited Stratford-upon-Avon with the English Society to see Hamlet. Obviously the highlight of the trip was eating peanut butter cups on the coach (I jest), but we also popped into the Hathaway Tea Rooms for lunch after wandering round the blustery town centre. Compared to Twelfth Night last year, Hamlet was a darker affair, with skulls being thrown off the stage, and poison turning into a woman wearing disco pants. Oh, Shakey! It was worth the odd coach driver, at least, and I'm determined to go to the Globe in London at some point.
But back to the twenty-first century, I've got a few items up on ebay, so if you could have a browse I'd really appreciate it!
I remember writing this post last summer and saying how weird it was to wear double denim. Oops, I did it again. This time it's a bit less floral, and maybe a bit more High School Musical(?). I caved and bought another pair of Joni jeans when feeling a bit reckless a couple of days after my loan came in, and couldn't help but pair it with my trusty, well-worn Hobbs denim jacket (that was another rash decision, but we'll ignore that). I'm still not sure of my stance regarding double denim, but it's quite good for the temperamental weather.
I wore this on Saturday when I visited Stratford-upon-Avon with the English Society to see Hamlet. Obviously the highlight of the trip was eating peanut butter cups on the coach (I jest), but we also popped into the Hathaway Tea Rooms for lunch after wandering round the blustery town centre. Compared to Twelfth Night last year, Hamlet was a darker affair, with skulls being thrown off the stage, and poison turning into a woman wearing disco pants. Oh, Shakey! It was worth the odd coach driver, at least, and I'm determined to go to the Globe in London at some point.
But back to the twenty-first century, I've got a few items up on ebay, so if you could have a browse I'd really appreciate it!