Hey, hey, hey look! I can (try to) do girls clothes too, you know. See? Girl POSING even! (Am I Gary Pepper yet?!*) As much as I love the ease and comfort of wearing boy’s clothes or ‘menswear’ (I use that term loosely – for some reason, scruffy men’s tees don’t feel very ‘menswear’), there’s a point reached where it just doesn’t feel appropriate to dress like a teenage boy. Grandmother’s birthdays, for instance. Events where the dress code is ‘cocktail’. Fancy dinners. The days following the receipt of an anonymous comment telling you you look exactly like your brother (poor James). You know what I’m saying.
So, here I am, in a dress that a year ago you wouldn’t have caught me dead in soley because of the colour. Oh how things have changed. White is still terrifying for me, the risk of staining is just so high. I feel like white outfits are the pinnacle of polished. I feel like, if you can wear an all white outfit and get to the end of the day still clean and intact, you have won at life. So far I have gone half a day, twice, but my goal is a full, proper night out. With MAKE-UP on, even. Wish me luck.
(For those who also want to give white a go, this dress is from RUBY and in stores now. It’s twill so it’s not clingy and you can wear pretty much any colour underwear underneath without fear of show-through. That may be an overshare but these things are important. The gold shoes (I know! WHO AM I?!) are PeepToe and I got them via Style Tread. The ring is Meadowlark and the necklace (which you may remember from such New Zealand Fashion Week shows as Hailwood) is from Veronica B. That is all.)