Feel good inc
Suede and embroidered ‘Penny Lane’ custom-made coat
Vintage rabbit fur coat given to me by a friend (don’t judge me!)
Crushed velvet dip-dyed vintage dress
American Gold black lace dress
Zimmerman silk tweed pants
Embroidered suede vintage dress from Brugge, Belgium
Silk, lace and beaded vintage dress from American Rag, Melbourne
Hand beaded and embroidered vest by Kate Stein
Free People gold sequinned and chiffon dress
Vintage beaded top from New York
Shakuhachi lace dress
Cue velvet brocade pants
So in a follow up to my last diary entry, I bought those textured Cue pants (above). All velvet brocade and skinny legs. I had to wear them in over the weekend, the Easter Weekend at that so what were once skin tight Kramer jeans have kindly moulded to my Easter egg consuming body. While I love the way they look, the muted colours kindly complimenting/clashing wonderfully with pretty much every top I own, I love they way they feel more. I’ve caught myself stroking my back pocket a number of times so far. Not because I love my booty (it a’ight *click*), but I just can’t get enough of that soft, furry texture.
It got me thinking about my own style. Perusing my closet with thumb and forefinger I’ve come to realise that what brings my closet together is not a common style, but texture. There’s fur. Lots of fur. Too much fur for a girl living in Queensland. There’s lace. Sequins, beads, suede and velvet in a myriad of forms; crushed, devore, panne. Above are just a few of my favourites. You can look, but don’t touch.