A statement coat is fundamental to a winter wardrobe. You know the type I’m talking about – it’s unique but flattering. Even if the layers below are boring and basic, a fantastic coat immediately makes the outfit more worthy. And what better way to make a statement than to opt for an oversized winter-warmer in an unusual green.
Green and teal have recently become my favourite shades for this winter as previously mentioned on my blog, and I haven’t failed to update my wardrobe with new green pieces – including this one from ASOS.
Now, I really shouldn’t be shopping on ASOS because it’s entirely unethical to support fast fashion. I may try and justify it by saying that I was in Europe at the time and ASOS offered click and collect to a tobacconist around the corner from my apartment. Plus, I was trying to overcome my disappointment at the lack of coats in Italy following my desire to purchase a coat for winter back in Melbourne (turns out Spring in Italy does not have room for coats). But poor justifications aside, I adored this coat when I saw it, but I need to fully commit to making more ethical fashion choices from now on.
So with that, I headed to the luxury outlet stores in Florence and bought myself some very ethical Stella McCartney jeans. They may even prove to be more of a statement than the coat itself, thanks to the hectic 70s flares in a deep indigo. They can only be worn with extremely high shoes, but I’ll find a way to deal with it because they are so comfortable and FABULOUS.
I thought that the creme turtleneck would act as a good neutral between the green, indigo and the burgundy of the bag, as well as to serve the 70s vibes radiating from those jeans. I tossed in the multicoloured Witchery hoops just in case the coat and jeans didn’t make enough of a statement, because why the heck not.
Jeans: Stella McCartney
Top: Forever New
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The only positive aspect of returning back to Australia after my stint in Italy was being reunited with my wardrobe (in addition to seeing my cat, of course). The perfect way to combat any post-holiday blues, which are further strengthened by the winter blues, is to immerse yourself in winter fashion. Winter fashion tends to test my creativity, as I have to work a couple of new additions into my already well-established wardrobe in order to give it a lil’ freshening up.
One of my significant purchases this season has been a pair of floral print boots from Witchery. Florals for winter? What?? But trust me, they are fabulous. I largely ignored these boots for a while when I was working in the store, but they caught my attention as soon as they went on sale. They also happen to be extremely comfortable despite the killer heels, so I’m disappointed that I failed to notice them sooner!
The colours in the print are winter-friendly, making it easier than you think to integrate the boots into any wardrobe. I especially love the teal, which is feeding my obsession for the colour this season. Isn’t teal such a glorious colour? I wish my whole wardrobe was teal at the moment. But as you will see from the photos below, black continues to occupy a major space in my wardrobe. At least it makes the boots stand out in all it’s teal and pink glory.
Most of the clothes are from Witchery, including the pleated skirt and coatigan. If the abundance of pleated skirts in Italy was anything to go by, then pleats should be in fashion for a while longer. Don’t believe me? Just wait until I debut my fabulous teal pleated pants. Beanies, on the other hand, are mainly for practicality. Cold ears are never worth it, and neither is revealing a bad hair day.
Firenze, Firenze – otherwise known as Florence. I still don’t understand why we need to translate foreign names of places into English versions, it just seems lazy avoiding the authentic pronunciations of places. And laziness does not come to mind when exploring such an intriguing city. The warm colours of the structures gleam when bathed in the sunlight, revealing hundreds of years of history that is reflected in the Arno river. There are museums housing glorious works of art at every cobblestone corner and just as many gelato shops to match. Not to mention the fabulous panini shops filled with delicious tuscan meats and cheeses, and shops filled to the brim with chianti. It is truly a paradise for food, wine and art lovers, and I felt right at home living here for two months of my trip.
There was always something new to see and eat, and a day off from uni meant a day to explore more of the wonderful city. I had to pinch myself everyday to remind myself that I was living in this remarkable place.
A trip to Florence is not complete without a trip to the Tuscan wine region. My housemates and I went on a winery tour to sample some of Tuscany’s best cheese and wine. In addition to becoming nicely tipsy and well-fed, we couldn’t take our eyes off the breathtaking Tuscan landscape with the rolling hills and majestic villas.
You know when you just know that you’ll return to some place in the future? That’s how I feel about Firenze. I’m certain that next time I will be able to continue working on my lacklustre Italian speaking skills, consume more pasta and chianti, and find more uneven cobblestone streets to trip over on.
Ahh, Milan. The capital of fashion and finance – not that they’re interlinked. I had heard many stories of ‘cosmopolitan’ and ‘business-like’ Milan, and of course had seen plenty of photos from fashion week. But other than that, I didn’t know what to expect other than plenty of high-end shops and skyscrapers. And oh – the window shopping was glorious. There was row after row of luxury labels and apparel I had only witnessed in Vogue and while scrolling through runway photos. The excitement I felt for being in the presence of gorgeous clothing beat witnessing the Sistine Chapel, and the fact that there was no way I could afford to buy anything refused to dampen my spirits one bit.
Scattered around the city were stunning old buildings, which beautifully contrasted with the modern structures and made for good exploring. Of course we visited Milan’s Duomo, and the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II (which used to be the premier spot for the Milanese bourgeoisie to meet), and the Museum. We didn’t get a chance to see The Last Supper, but that will have to wait for a future visit.
I dragged my housemate (who could not care less about fashion) to a vintage fashion exhibition, showcasing outfits created by distinguished Milanese designers over the last century. While I was poring over the use of fabrics and styles, he tried his best to engage with it all.
I only spent the day in Milan which is not nearly enough time to experience the city and its atmosphere, but I loved what I had the opportunity to see (and eat!). It truly is a fashion lover’s paradise, and I was in awe of how achingly chic the Milanese people were. It really made me question why I had to pack so sensibly and leave all my nice clothes at home, when I knew that I would be visiting a country that essentially breathes fashion.
This picture of the sunset on the Duomo was my last sight of Milan, and hopefully it won’t be long until I return to see more breathtaking views.
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The concept of Italy is so romantic. Everything is awash with shades of red (napoli sauce, vino rossa, Ferraris – that fiery Italian passion), and one can’t help but flirt with the expectation of a steamy love affair with a gorgeous Italian stallion thanks to the barrage of starry-eyed american movie narratives. Unrealistic flings aside, I will whole-heartedly give myself over to bottles of chianti and pasta al pomodore. And I refuse to engage in any self-talk about the effect of my extravagant consumption, because as seen in the inspiring american narrative of Eat Pray Love, one can simply buy bigger jeans. I intend to carry this attitude with me for the next two months in Italy, because I shall actually be living and breathing in the city of Firenze (for those uncultured folk, it’s Florence) and that’s a pretty exciting opportunity.
My introduction to Italian culture was set in Roma, which I suppose is natural for a first time traveller to this pizza-and-pasta-abundant land. My first impressions of Rome have been fabulous and filled with awe; how can one city house so many spectacular buildings and features? It was staggering how many imposing monuments would be waiting at every corner, with some dating back a couple thousand years. It clearly demonstrates how their history boasts plenty of wealth and pride, and as a history lover myself, I ate it all up.
We spent three days exploring the unmissable main sights, and often while it was cold and rainy. Fortunately I had my exceedingly bright Aldi jacket to protect me from the elements, but not from the stares of disapproving fashionable Romans.
My primary question and concern during my trip in Rome was: how did the artists manage to paint detailed images on ceilings? Surely there would have been some intense logistics (and possibly a few stiff necks) behind how these ceilings were created.
The architecture! The artwork! There’s evidence of unbelievable craftsmanship everywhere. Three days was sweet, but definitely not enough to completely appreciate the inexhaustible facets forming historic and contemporary Roma. This means that another visit to this remarkable city is on the agenda. x
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Last year, my aunty generously donated to me a heap of her old clothes. The treasure-filled bag contained silky materials, some sequins and plenty of shoulder pads- a homage to their 80s roots. Most of these clothes were specifically made for her, and in particular she adored this peach A-line dress.
You can immediately acknowledge the power of well-made clothes by the way they sit on your frame. This dress falls naturally over the waist and gathers into natural pleats in the skirt, forming a flattering silhouette supported by the gorgeous lace that really gives the dress a vintage vibe. To me, it just seems like the ultimate vintage party dress. You can imagine twirling around with the skirt following suit to some jazzy music.
I paired it with Nine West nude court shoes (they are killers to wear, but aren’t they so pretty?) and a pearl embellished clutch. Funnily enough, the jewellery is all vintage with a bracelet I picked up in an op shop and earrings that used to belong to my grandmother.
I am so grateful to have had this opportunity to wear this beautiful dress. My Aunty Mary sure has style. x
An array of colour is the intention for my wardrobe this season, with a minimal amount of black making an appearance. As an attempt to inject my mostly-black-wardrobe with some hints of colour, I purchased this radiant bell sleeved top from Tree of Life. Every time I put it on, I almost become overwhelmed by the shape and colour because it is pretty different from anything else I own – but I absolutely love it.
I paired it with some blue jeans and vintage clip-on earrings that I found buried in the depths of my mum’s old jewellery box. For such an exciting top, some casual bottoms are the way to go.
Top: Tree of Life
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