Because I am fickle…
and because I need to match desperately, in keeping with my bourgouise leanings towards matching matching, read, matching with the newly sprouted grey along the hairline, I find my eye keeps seeking out the greys in the stores. Yes, yes, dont send me the small tail by post, I’ll make one myself and stick it on to complete the look. And lumber along valiantly.
In the meanwhile. In keeping with my current obsession. Here are some greys I would die for. Or at least kill for. Nevermind.
I have fallen absolutely, totally and completely in love with this Fendi swing dress with a feathered trim. So flapper, so forgiving of muffin tops, and perfect for the party season coming up. And grey is the current colour I’m getting increasingly drawn to, no matter that it makes me look like I’ve risen from the dead what with my yellow undertoned, dusky skin.
The plume trim is what adds the cachet, and a pair of strappy silver stilletoes and a minaudiere, or a jewelled silver crystal clutch, paired with a sleek smooth hairstyle, smoky eyes, and deep thin lips will take you straight to the era of Jazz and flappers. Add some 20s spin to your evening out.
A sleek belt, a faux clasp and lovely quilting, makes this a perfect bag for a busy day, going brilliantly with almost every colour you might choose to wear, from red, to navy to black, to white.
Metallic pumps are not for the meek. Wear these when you’re out dancing, or if you dare, under a smart black or navy suit on a work day.
I love them. They look sturdy and comfortable enough for serious walking around in the course of a busy day, and stylish enough to catch the eye, which any shoe worth its price should be.
Now let me go hunt down the fakes, if I can find them.