I hope you are all feeling well and had an amazing week. Here in Manchester, we had summer (we had up to 17 degrees, I still can’t believe it), so that was the actual proof that global warming is more than just a myth.
However, as I started this platform one and a half years ago, mainly as a fashion blog, we are going back to the roots today: fashion. I mean, I study fashion, I basically blog about fashion and in my free time I read fashion books or watch fashion documentaries.
So, how did it all start? My fascination and passion for clothes has probably started in the very early years of my life but as my memory of these young ages is not that vivid, I always say that it started when I was 12/13 years old.
At this stage of my life I saw creations by Alexander McQueen for the first time in my life and fell in love with it. I was fascinated by how he saw the world and expressed it in fashion. From then on, he was an absolute god for me and all my presentations in school were about him. Ever since then he is one of my number one inspirations.
I grew up in a very small town in the heart of Europe, and to be honest nobody there knew that McQueen has ever existed. Nobody quite understood what I was passionate about, or they did not want to understand.
When I tried to find myself in this world during the puberty years, I also started to dress a bit more extraordinary than the average person from my hometown. This was the beginning of awkward stares at my outfits or their urgent desire to tell me that my platforms were too high or my skirts were to short. A lot of clothing that I wore around that time, was not particularly “in fashion”. What I have learned around all of these years and the people’s behaviour was basically the skill on how to deal with stares and that I cannot expect people who dress in a basic selection of a popular clothing chain and do not fuss about fashion at all, to understand my style. I mean, everyone speaks the language of fashion, but I just spoke it in a different way.
Now, a few years later, every once in a while, when I visit that town I see people wearing what I wore years ago, and I hope how “weird” they considered me wearing these pieces.
However, I consider fashion as a reflection of yourself without having to speak. It can be loud, it can be silent as long as it shows your personality.
Jumping into the next topic, the outfit that I am wearing: I am wearing a printed jumpsuit with a leopard turtleneck underneath (I mean who is not obsessed with leopard print right now haha), my golden jewellery that I wear in (almost) every outfit, an orange coat and my beloved boots and bag.
I love prints, they make every outfit a bit brighter I’d say. Even though I wouldn’t consider myself as the biggest fan of clashing prints, I really like that one. The coat is from H&M a year ago and I had it to alter it by myself as I am very short hahaha.
I hope you have a bloody nice day.