Days 66 and 67 my pre Autumn musings

Firstly I must start by lamenting that unfortunately, yet again my weekend post is not accompanied by pictures. Unlike the previous weekend this is not due to a lack of organisation but, sadly, a complete lack of friends. I have been unaccompanied since I left Laura's in my scruffs on Saturday morning, my housemate has entirely vanished and I have only surfaced to visit the hairdressers. I am in fact relatively displeased at this state of afairs as I was quite proud of yesterdays get up, I had managed to team my little polka dot dress with some nice bits and bobs and was quite looking forward to seeing my outfit in freeze frame. Tut.

Even without leaving the house for more than 2 hours I have in achieved not insignificant amounts with my weekend. I have dedicated considerable proportions of the sabbath to the packing up of my life in preparation for the big move and have found myself marvelling once again at the sheer quantity of things that I own. I am sure all of this stuff cannot be necessary, yet I find myself almost incapable of throwing anything out. I have launched three bin bags but still I make not a dent on the piles of things to be moved to London. It is at this sort of life juncture that one would normally execute a somewhat ruthless wardrobe edit, however this seems incomprehensible given that I have 298 days of Hanger Strike still to go (of course I am counting). I have succeeded so far in adding a single pair of cord trousers to the car boot pile and consigning some horrideous capri pants to the bin. Hardly ruthless, and definitely unlikely to lighten the moving load.

Following a mentally exhausting morning I settled with a cup of Earl Grey in my beloved Emma Bridgewater and devoured Grazia from cover to cover. Once and for all it was time to get a grip on the Autumn style as I listened to the dulcet tones of Jo Wylie chatting to Gemma her fashion expert on Radion One's Top of the Shops.

It seems that the fashion world is gearing up for a real lift in tempo, much more so than anything we have seen for a few years. The winds of change are whistling and I for one plan to do all that I can to keep up. And so it is that I find myself writing a list of the key trends and musing over whether my wardrobe has what it takes to keep up;

1. The camel coat is the key trend, everyone is clamouring over soft, caramel tones accompanied by ruby lips and brown eyes for maximum effect. I think I will be able to work my trench to keep up (ish).



Kenzo Paris Fahion Week A/W 10

2. The midi skirt. Kenzo sent truly gorgeous stuff down their catwalk and left me dreaming of looking like these gazelle legged beauties with a cable knit talk and a narrow belt. Midi check, brown boots check, jumpers (erm probably) check, gazelle like legs......no comment
3. The trouser...we have been through this, we know it is a problem.
4. The aviator jacket complete with sheepskin clamours for guys and girls alike to channel TopGun and rock it like they have a call sign of their very own. Ok so I am a bit sad about this. I LOVE TopGun and believe I would enjoy executing many variations of the look, but think my trusty leather biker can get me through just about ok.
5. The classic understated bag. Well my bag collection is somewhat lacklustre but I believe that I have a couple of winners in there, not least my mega vintage messenger, it never ages....erm . Ok so fashion wise it is timeless, in terms of age, it is feeling it's years recently and will potentially benefit from a little TLC courtesy of a leather working expert.....
6. The leather skirt/ short. I plan to entirely ignore this ridiculous and visually unpleasant trend. It is perverse and I do not wish to be involved. Phew for Hanger Strike.
7. Court shoes. Thank the lord that the court shoe has yet to fall from grace, despite tantalising rivals in the form of the gorgeous shoe boot, the miltary lace up (sigh), the OTK, thats over the knee to the fashion challenged amonst us, the peep toe boot, and the sheepskin (just add sheepskin turn over to all aforementioned items...double sigh). So, I would't mind indulging in any of the above and rue the fact I did not invest in any OTK's last year but I think I will be ok, I have some shoe boots to reheel and a pair of little ankle boots to have resoled and then I will restyle like the proverbial biatch to achieve a semblance of current style. 
8. The shirt, this is a problem. The white shirt and the pussy bow blouse are fighting it out for pride of place on the fashion forward wish list and, shockingly, I own neither. I remain a little perplexed as to how I will fare in this chic tailored winter season with only two somewhat undramatic shirts. Watch this space for a cotton count based melt down.

So, to sum up, this coming season will be a mix of miltary toughness and ladylike silhouettes, all wrapped up in a sumptuous camel coat and topped with some classic 40's filmstar makeup. Ahhh red lips here we come. I think I am excited, I think I might be able to manage it. I think I am lying through my teeth.

Gulp