Whenever I am in a style rut, one thing never ceases to inspire me: the sixties. This decade wholly encompasses that perfect balance of elegance and Lolita that is ever-present in my style. It that signifies both independence and emancipation, whilst at the same time being alluring in a way no other style of any other decade achieves. Yesterday I watched Godard's Une Femme est Une Femme and was once again stuck by Anna Karina's coquettish yet chic way of dressing which to me epitomises what is missing in fashion today. It's that unassuming sexiness which French women do so well, the antithesis of 'in your face' dressing. Today I'm wearing a tartan skirt, knitted cardigan, black opaques & my trusty penny loafers in homage to a true style icon! All finished off with a smattering of liquid eyeliner and my hair in a chignon.
