Fashion Week Round Up: New York A/W '15/'16

I'm a teeny tiny bit late in getting round to this, but I feel compelled to cover the fashion weeks properly for A/W '15/'16! New York fashion week ended with a bang thanks to Marc Jacobs on 19th February, and it did not disappoint. There was an overwhelming sexy/modern/working-woman vibe, accessorised by a hell of a lot of dark furs and tartan prints. Monochrome looks took over in all kinds of textures from leather to satin, and the odd splash of tangerine, royal blue or plum added zing to what was really a macabre, vamp-y sexual feel! You were either in tribe hourglass or tribe masculine, with Prabal Gurung flashing us some serious thigh, to the Olsens showing us exactly how to do androgyny. One thing is for certain, New York's winter woman means business.

I've rounded up my favourite looks from some of the collections (which was so hard as there were some shows that had it all going on and more - looking at you Zac) and I've attempted to pick looks that show off the season's vibe, summed up that collection in particular, and really said what New York wanted you to hear. Listen up.

Tommy Hilfiger celebrates 30 years with
sporty-sister-meets-Blair Waldorf vibes.

Feminine masculinity as seen at Vera Wang.

Alek Wek looking like a goddess in Zac Posen. 

Ralph Lauren makes brown look like the only colour I need. Perfection.

The Row favours masculine, simple and expensive looks.
Those girls love a velvet mule!

Oh hey, Donna Karan. *drools* 

Prabal Gurung gives us some winter sunshine.

Marc Jacobs vamps it up.

Rodarte's women are strong, sexy and sizzling.
This was one of those shows that makes you want to buy
everything, and be the woman wearing it too!

Which collections are you loving?!

xo.



Images: Vogue

Spring..?

I feel like I haven't had time for any of my usual activities in the past couple of weeks, blogging definitely included.. I don't understand why because nothing has been that different! I suppose I haven't really had time to myself, to just check all those boxes. I was walking to my car yesterday evening, absolutely exhausted, and there was a really eerie feeling about the weather.. the wind was a swirling one that kind of stirred all the branches in the upper echelons of the trees and whipped your hair about your face, and the sky was a sunny sort of grey - the kind that looks like something is brewing, casting a peculiar light everywhere. It got me wondering if even the weather is sick of itself, and as if Spring is fighting a battle with a very stubborn Winter, trying to push its way through! I can't remember an Easter time so cold as this one has been. Everyone is more than ready for a Summery shift, hell, even a Spring-y shift will more than do to banish everyone's moods! So, the eternal British question remains - what exactly are you supposed to wear when you cannot stand the sight of another knitted jumper, winter coat or pair of boots but the weather is an ever-resilient 6 degrees celsius? Well, to be quite honest, I've been wearing whatever the heck I want - and paying the price. I can't remember when I last arrived somewhere from walking and wasn't shocking pink from the cold! This may all sound absolutely ridiculous, but I'm beyond caring anymore. Give my my over-sized tees, leather jacket and ballet flats! Hand me my sunglasses, fake tan and lacy tops! I am a British girl sick of the British weather! It really makes me wonder how everyone hasn't just emigrated entirely from places much colder than this all year round. So, enough of the rant-like tone that definitely wasn't intentional but is definitely present...Spring is here. Because I say so. Warmth will return to my limbs, eventually.

xo.