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loganscanons · 5 years

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A plotless peak of a snow day at the Braniff household. Will I ever name all of their adopted children? Probably not, they have Too Many.

Ten minutes in the snow was enough for Xander to confirm that his opinion on the cold, white stuff hadn’t changed from last year. The air stung his eyes and his cheeks, turning his face a patchy pink. While the other Braniff kids hurled snowballs at each other and built snow forts and snowmen, Xander fumbled around, struggling to pack the snow together through his mittens. He didn’t want to be a crybaby, but this was no fun for him. When a wayward snowball caught him on the side of the face, he sniffled and trekked back inside.

Puddles of melted ice gathered on the front porch and in the foyer, where children had hastily shed their layers of clothing. Peggy kept things as neat as a mother of rowdy children on a snow day possibly could. Coats hung haphazardly on a coat rack, boots lined up in toppling rows, hats, scarves, and mittens tossed into a carboard box. The next child to run outside would have to sift through the box to find any matching gloves or mittens.

Xander tugged off his mittens and unwound his scarf. He toed his way out of his snow boots, struggling with the left one, so he had to stand on one leg and lean down to tug it off, nearly falling over in the process. Beneath the snow-proof layers, he wore a cotton sweater (knit by Robin), brown corduroy pants, and thick fuzzy socks. Dodging the puddles, Xander shuffled into the kitchen.

The kitchen was alive with the rich aromas of winter and fall, a simmering pot of soup on the stove, the sweet smell of cinnamon, and the mouthwatering scent of chocolate. A seemingly never-ending supply of homemade hot chocolate sat on the stove next to the pot of soup; cinnamon apple dumplings baked in the oven.

The yellow paisley curtains on the windows were pulled back, letting in the sunlight that struggled through the overcast and reflected off the winter wonderland outside. An assortment of copper, wood, metal, and ceramic dishes and utensils took up most of the counter space, indications of dinner preparation. Nothing in the kitchen quite matched, but neither did anything else in the farmhouse. Though the kids complained about the tacky spring green color of the kitchen cabinets, and the endless mismatch of upholstered furniture throughout the house, they knew nothing else would seem right for Peggy and Robin. Their family was patchworked and dysfunctional, but welcoming, and the house was the same way.

Nearly every piece of furniture or decoration came from yard sales and antique shops, filling the home with decades of history. Clocks from the 1800s, gaudy furniture from the 1990s, sturdy wooden shelves from the 1970s. At least a quarter of the dishware was misshapen and poorly painted, gifts from the dozens of children Peggy and Robin raised. School projects and birthday party activities. As their children grew up, they whined at their mothers for keeping such abominations of art, but Peggy and Robin would never throw out such meaningful gifts.

Peggy flitted in and out of the room, checking on the enormous soup pot, stirring the hot chocolate, bustling off to help someone get a glove on, or to toss down another old towel to soak up the puddles in the entryway. The family Newfoundland, Snoopy, watched with mild interest, moving his eyes and ears in the direction she moved.

Snoopy lay at Robin’s feet, curled awkwardly around her chair. He had ran around outside with the kids and the other dogs, before tuckering himself out and loping into the house to plop down the kitchen with an exaggerated sigh. Peppermint, the Border Collie, still played outside, running circles around the children in an attempt to corral them together. Linus and Lucy, the hellhounds that looked like a Neapolitan Mastiff and a Tibetan Mastiff respectively, but twice the size, alternated between patrolling the farm and playing with the kids. The two of them were big enough to ride, and several times they’d been enlisted to barrel through snow forts, destroying the structures, sending icy snow flying. From the kitchen, Xander could hear the deep, rumbling, playful bark of Linus, followed by the shrieking laughter of children.

Robin sat at the kitchen table, her knitting needles knocking together. Her feet rested on Snoopy’s side, giving him lazy pets. She looked up when she heard Xander’s shuffling feet and gave him a smile that made the sting from the wayward snowball not hurt so much.

“Hello, dea’uh,” she said. Robin’s voice held onto her history of growing up in the south, the sweet, slow, gentle drawl of sweet tea and humid summer afternoons, of old folks sitting on the porch, laughing about days gone by as the sun sinks low in the sky, of the smells of homemade meals wafting through the open porch door, while the children ran barefoot over gravel and grass, ignorant of the heat of the sun on their dark skin, of someone tuning an old banjo while grandpa hums. A warm voice, out of place on this cold winter day, but not unwelcome.

“Hi, Mama,” Xander said.

“You wan’ some hot chocolate, hon?” Robin asked, putting down her knitting. As she moved to get up, Peggy appeared again.

“Mama bird, you stay sitting,” she said, grabbing a mug from the cabinet.

“I’ve been sittin’ all day,” Robin said, shaking her head with a smile. “Why don’ you sit down fo’ minute?”

A mug of hot chocolate was pushed into Xander’s cold hands, gifted with a kiss on the forehead.

“Thank you, Mimsey,” Xander said. Xander wasn’t sure how Peggy got the name Mimsey from her children, but that’s what everyone called her, and what he had called her since he learned to talk.

“You’re welcome, hon,” Peggy said. To Robin she said, “If I sit, dinner won’t get made.”

“Well, I offe’ed to help,” Robin said.

“Uh-uh,” Peggy said emphatically. “You rest that ankle.”

Robin hadn’t injured her ankle enough to warrant this amount of fussing, but it wasn’t an argument that was worth the time. She’d rolled it when she slipped on some ice, but she caught herself before any real damage was done. Chuckling, she went back to knitting.

Xander sidled up next to Robin at the small kitchen table, and sat in the chair beside her, watching as Peggy flitted around like a woman half her age. The table in the kitchen was round, with mismatched wooden chairs and cushions that slipped and slid if they weren’t tied tightly enough. Meals didn’t usually take place in the kitchen; there were too many people to fit. Instead they took place in the dining hall, where wooden benches acted as chairs.

“How’s the hot chocolate, little man?” Peggy asked, sending a smile Xander’s way.

“Yummy,” he said, peering over the mug.

“Good,” she nodded, satisfied, and turned to check on the apple dumplings.

Xander heard the front door swing open, followed by a cold draft. He shivered involuntarily. When the draft didn’t go away, Peggy yelled out, “I know nobody left that front door open!”

The front door swung shut and someone yelled back, “No, ma’am!”

“Xande’uh, dea’uh,” Robin said, ignoring the commotion. “Could you help me untangle this? This damn ya’n is causin’ me mo’ grief…”

“Watch your language, Mama,” Peggy tutted.

Xander reached for the yarn. He had a knack for untangling things. Maybe it was because he always hovered near Robin, and she was always working on something. He’d spent a lot of time patiently untangling yarn for her, listening to the rhythmic click of knitting needles, usually accompanied by Snoopy’s quiet snoring.

A slew of swear words erupted from the foyer as the front door swung open. Peggy sighed, as if she didn’t have time to deal with her army of children. Robin chuckled as Peggy disappeared, knowing full well that Peggy loved nothing more than having someone to fuss over.

#xander huang #braniff family #robin braniff #peggy braniff #i love these old hippie lesbian farmers #my writing

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crazyflyingspip · 4 years

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Paula Sutton at Hill House Vintage shows us how to create the perfect country look

Whether you live in a county pile or not, you can still enjoy country style. It’s not even necessary to live in the countryside, as the craze for ‘cottagecore’ on instagram shows.

There’s something about the nostalgic country look that’s strangely comforting in unsettling times. These styling ideas from the lovely and talented Paula Sutton at Hill House Vintage, could work just as well in a suburban or city setting.

1. Go classic with blue china

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Hold your loved ones close. Raise a glass to those who cannot be here. Send a message to those you are parted from. Give thanks to those who are your allies…and pet your dog. Happy weekend All.

• • • #countryliving

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A table laid with vintage blue china will look elegant, whether you’re dining indoors or out. Classic pieces, from Chinese Willow pattern to Dutch Delft Blue, have gone in an out of fashion for decades and right now, blue china is having its moment back in the style spotlight.

Not just that, it will bring a boost of colour and heritage charm to a table setting, as demonstrated by Paula at her home in Norfolk.

2. Clash colours

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As I stood there in my high waisted ‘Hobit style’ corduroy trousers, puff sleeved blouse and hand knitted tank top, I tried to explain to my sceptical teenagers that once upon a time, Mummy would hit the dance floor wearing Lycra, whilst Daddy (currently wearing a coincidentally matching pair of corduroys – albeit in a rather brighter hue – and comfortable house loafers…) would be at the decks, one hand clasped ‘professionally’ to his DJ headphones – head nodding vigorously with pleasure – whilst he mixed the vinyl to a crowd that raved around him…

Even Coco doesn’t quite believe it – rather like the fact that I can hardly believe how my interior tastes once leaned toward what can only be described as “neutral”…

who would have thought! Embrace age – embrace change – embrace your eccentricity and embrace your individuality – the colourful journey of your style evolution is half the fun!!

• • • #littlestoriesofmylife

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There’s a tendency to think that country style interiors have to be ‘matchy-matchy’. Paula has thrown out the rule book with these two occasional button-back chairs and combined wildly different colours, patterns and textures with aplomb.

The result brings a fresh feel to a traditional style that puts it firmly in the 21st century.

Related: Be wowed by a charming farmhouse with an eye-catching extension in the East Sussex countryside

3. Mix country styles

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I was once told in a comment that my home was “full of tat”, and that the commenter had “Seen it all before…” I think that they were rather taken aback when I happily agreed with them, and thanked them for confirming that my hope to achieve a ‘lived in’ and eclectic English country house look was obviously successful and being achieved in the most authentic way possible!

Elegantly ‘Lived’ in, a bit tatty at the edges, gloriously mismatched and very obviously well loved is EXACTLY how I want my home to look. There’s a joyful mix of inexpensive vintage, more expensive antique, high end high street, and more affordable high street, exclusive boutique and many small, independent, creative and artisan business purchases making up the hodge podge of comfort that I call home. It may not be to everyone’s taste, but isn’t that the beauty of it? I look at Instagram and appreciate everything from the glossiest modern interiors, to the most rustic, deconstructed homes and everything in between, and I thoroughly enjoy them all. The one thing that binds them all together? The fact that their owners are passionate about their homes, and love the style that they have. When that joy shines through, you can show me maximalist so called ‘tat’ and you can show me sleek, minimalist designer – I’ll enjoy it, love it and gladly tap ‘like’ on it all!!

• • #mystyle #myhome #myinteriorstyle #mycosyhome #cosyhome #mycountryhome #countryinteriors #countrylife #countryhomestyle #countryhomesandinteriors #countryliving #diningroom #dining #interiorismo #inmydomaine #thatsdarling #pink #thinkpink #romantichomes #interiordetails #periodhomes #traditionalinteriors #myeclecticmix #colourlover #colourmyhome #vintageinterior #vintagemix #shabbytoantique #englishcountrystyle

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No-one wants to live in a museum, so mix different eras and vintages. A bit of French farmhouse here, a hint of Swedish Gustavian there… Paula is the queen of layering styles.

It’s all topped off with Edwardian candy stripes, creating a relaxed look that oozes character and charm.

4. Create a gallery wall

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#AD I was once asked whether my husband was happy with the abundance of floral pictures and feminine touches that seem to ‘pepper’ my home… It hadn’t occurred to me that my home appeared particularly feminine, as I’ve always felt it was more vintage country house with a mix of retro pretty, balanced with hardwearing functional… After all – with 3 teenagers and a water loving (often muddy) dog – it can never be too ‘pretty’ or too precious. The criteria for my home has always been good design, classic style and quality with a vintage or antique vibe. Thus when @OriginalBTC approached me and asked whether I’d like one of their Special edition Hector 30 table lights – I didn’t hesitate. There’s not a frill or a flounce upon it, but it’s a hand crafted, British manufactured, timeless classic – and that ticks all boxes for me. The bone china shade and brass stem ensure that it fits in with my ‘timeless past era’ aesthetic and adds just enough ‘elegant sleek’ to the ‘shabbily chic’ that surrounds it. British craftsmanship at it’s best – (which is something I’m happy to support during these testing times), plus with a perfectly balanced attractive yet functional Hill House signature ratio – and that’s pretty perfect in my eyes! • • • #Ad #britishtimelessclassics #lighting #Hector30 #Hectorlight #britishmanufacturing #handcrafted #bonechina #madeinengland #OriginalBTC @OriginalBTC

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We love a project that can transform a home in a weekend – and a gallery wall is one such task. Even if you don’t have a huge collection of family heirlooms or artworks, a trip to a car boot sale, an antique gallery, or even a charity shop should turn up some treasures.

Related: Be wowed by this charming country farmhouse in Sussex

Mix vintage framed paintings with gilt mirrors, family photos and even some of your own artworks (if you’ve had time to get creative during lockdown).

Make sure there is a loose theme running through, such as florals, portraiture or still life to pull it all together – and lay everything out on the floor first, so you can see how it looks before you start banging holes in the walls.

You can follow Paula (and her gorgeous chocolate labrador) @hillhousevintage

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lapsang-and-earlgrey · 7 years

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Deconstructing Q's look

Why you are all wrong about Qs Cardigan.

I feel like there is so much dislike in this fandom for Q's wardrobe and his cardigan in particular. I've read fic, after fic describing it as anything from hideous to garish. So I'm going to explain it to you from a costume and fashion perspective. and hopefully convince you Q’s clothes only really look comparatively ugly or eccentric next to Bonds rather old fashioned stayed wardrobe.

This contrast is a deliberate move on the part of the costume designer. Q is of course supposed to be the antithesis of bond. Where Bond is hard; Q is Soft: his outfits always have some tactile element to them. Where Q is a young man from the world of IT where business casual is a must. Bond is an older man from a military world where uniformity even in the shape of Tom ford suits is de rigure.

The First Time we meet Q in the National Gallery he is wearing an anorak, a soft tactile cotton moleskin jacket and a pair of blue green and dark red check trousers and a matching tie blue and red stripe tie. If you note the elements of texture, colour and pattern and you might see a pattern forming.

The second time we meet him he’s now changed into his infamous cardigan. That cardigan, is a particular, is an excellent choice for Q like the clothes bond wears its stylish and eye catching and marks him out from the rest of the park suited MI6 personnel.

The cardigans lightweight knit which clings nicely, creating a soft look for him and when juxtaposed with the shirt and knitted tie create a formal but boyish look which is echoed in his hair cut.

The mustard/khaki cardigan with its ribbed detailing along the sleeve and shoulder subtly evoke a military aesthetic. whilst the bold colourful stripes are also suggestive military regalia like the bright stripes medals ribbons.

The Cardigan is from Dries Von Houten 2011-2012 AW collection which is a beautiful collection full of similar colours and textures.

When Q returns in Spectre his look has change he’s grown up and become more comfortable in his job and you can certainly see this in his wardrobe.

His hair is less floppy and boyish and while at work he almost always wears suits. The elements of tactility and pattern are still there. The suit above for has adorable corduroy collar and elbow patches. His shirt also an interesting it is an unusual blue and green pattern with a red stripe which Kenzo dubbed electric trees and feature tiny ariel like trees. the whole outfit is topped of with another knitted tie in dark red with a blue stripe at the bottom. See that pattern starting to form?

You’ll also hopefully notice however that although he’s lost his informality his silhouette has lost little of its softness. His suits are unstructured unlike Bond’s modern heavily tailored look. Another of the reason for this unstructured/soft silhouette could be Ben himself. He is a slight man with broad shoulder which sometimes can look more than a little out of proportion in modern tailoring with its nipped in waist and natural shoulders. (sorry ben)

In his second look we see Q in returning to his knitwear this time in Missoni Jumper a famous italian knitwear designer noted for there innovative use of colour and texture. so this jumper is surprisingly ungarish with its subtle ombre brown/dark red stripe

Noticed the pattern in Q’s Wardrobe? Well Q almost always wears the same three colours they are often in the details but they are usually there somewhere Brown/Green, Blue and Dark Red one of these colours often appears as a stripe.

I personally love Q’s subtle combination of texture and dark patterns and rich colours aren't as hideous or as garish as some might have you believe they are infact Very fashionable some have even called Q a bit of a hipster.

The great french menswear tailors Berluti even dedicated an entire collection to a very similar aesthetic a few years ago which blended subtle mismatched patterns in dark somber colours with warm inviting textiles which dubbed pattern rich, texture deep

I have one final treat for making it this far. I’d like to bring to your attention two outfits from spectre that tell interesting story. `in the `mexico city scenes Bond can be seen wearing a dark blue Tom Ford suit with light blue window pane check

Later on in the film Q wears a similar suit only his is a tweedy suit in light blue with dark blue window pane check.

Coincidence? Simply another example of Q and bond’s style contrasting each other? Or is it something more I’ll leave that up to you to decide.

#007 Fest #teamqbranch #QB-P3 #meta #Q #clothing #hope this makes sense

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lamaisongaga · 6 years

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INSTAGRAM CHIC: LADY GAGA CELEBRATES BO’S BIRTHDAY IN VERSACE PRE-FALL 2018 LOOK

“Gettin’ dolled up to take out my best friend for her bday. I love you @booconnor!!!!!!🎂❤️🌟” Lady Gaga shared today moments prior celebrating her childhood best friend Bo O’Connor’s birthday in Portland! Here’s what she wore in her little Instagram selfies.

“Party dress/pants situation w/ gold chains and charms ❤️⚡️ gotta dress right for ma gurl!” Gaga bragged about her brand new Versace Pre-Fall 2018 ensemble, which comprised a leopard print jacquard lurex knit high-neck full-sleeved midi dress and matching high-waisted leggings.

Her brown corduroy Albany fisherman’s cap with vintage lace band and rope detail is by Brixton!

It is known that ever since the beginning of the ‘Joanne’ era, Gaga has been experimenting with the mismatched earrings style.

The first one is the Jennifer Fisher Hammock earring. This is made from gold-plated brass in a chunky, curved silhouette inspired by a hammock.

Gaga combined it with the long Laura Lombardi Mina earring. Laura Lombardi, who’s a NYC-based jewellery designer, is a brand new addition to Gaga’s list of designers.

The Versace chain belt is rendered in brass and vernished python. It features a gold chain construction and playful accent charms such as a small flap bag, several Medusa medallions, a mirror and heart.

Crafted from leather, the Versace Icon tote features a top handle, a detachable and adjustable shoulder strap, gold-tone Medusa hardware, an internal slip pocket and a foldover top.

That Versace reign just won’t let up! It seems like Gaga tied a baroque print silk scarf to her bag.

Both the Icon tote and this scarf belong to the Spring/Summer 2018 tribute collection, which Gaga owns many pieces from.

Matching to her dress, these leopard print mule sandals by Versace completed the look.

#April 2018 #dresses #pants #bags #belts #scarves #sandals #Versace #jewelry #Laura Lombardi #Jennifer Fisher #hats #Brixton

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kadobeclothing · 4 years

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1920s Men’s Fashion: The Complete Guide

Few shows have had quite the impact on menswear as Peaky Blinders. When it first aired in 2013, it almost single-handedly brought back the baker boy cap and now the likes of David Beckham and Ryan Reynolds are regularly seen sporting them. The former’s own brand, Kent & Curwen, even produced a Peaky Blinders capsule collection.The antics of the Shelby clan have certainly helped focus everyone’s minds on 1920s men’s fashion, but, as we approach the centenary of those heady, not to say Roaring days, all the signs are that the shapes, drapes and exuberance of that era are making a comeback in men’s fashion, from boxy double-breasted jackets to high-waisted trousers via pinstripes and windowpane checks.Have we reached a hundred year cycle, where the styles of a century ago are suddenly at the apex of fashion? Perhaps not quite, but a new appreciation of 1920s fashion is being felt by brands from New York to Naples.Peaky BlindersWhat Is 1920s Men’s Fashion?“The Jazz Age was the first time that men shook off their uniforms and started to have a bit of fun with what they wore,” says Christopher Modoo, creative director of Kit Blake, whose line of tailoring separates – peak-lapel tuxedo jackets, pleated trousers, shawl-collar waistcoats – is at the forefront of the contemporary brands riffing on ’20s styles and cuts.Boardwalk Empire“What we saw in that decade was the birth of classic menswear. There was a sense of modernity and sophistication in wider society – from Art Deco to new technology – which expressed itself in the fuller shapes, the slightly more exaggerated cuts, and the tweeds and checks.Black tie was born as a softer, dressed-down version of formal white tie; the lounge suit was slowly becoming acceptable for business; and you saw the beginnings of international travel, with the birth of resort style and driving fashion. There was a playfulness there that links directly to the new formality in menswear today.”The Great Gatsby, 1974Indeed, after what seems like decades of nipped-in this, flat-fronted that, and skinny everything else, ’20s styles – looser, wide-legged, formal but fun, put-together but peppy – are as big a breath of fresh air as they were the first time round.“The overly-tailored skinny suit is dated and uncomfortable,” says Modoo. “Fuller cuts are more grown-up and refined. They also allow the cloths, particularly the rich flannels, to drape in the way they should.” Whether you’re going full Great Gatsby, or casual Shelby, it’s time to Roar again.How To Get The 1920s Look TodayThe Three-Piece SuitBrooks BrothersWhat set ’20s suits apart were the use of a high-buttoning, sometimes lapelled waistcoat – all the better to set off the club collar shirt and vivid tie – and the hard-wearing but raffish materials, with tweeds, flannels and corduroys coming into their own. The jackets were cut slightly shorter but fuller, and the trousers were invariably pleated and cuffed. Patterns were distinctive, with plaids, checks and chalkstripes all making their presence felt.Then, as now, this was a look to sport at the club or the cabaret. Soho tailor Mark Powell’s louche three-pieces put ’20s styles through a modern gangster-geezer blender, while Ralph Lauren can always be relied upon to channel some elegiac Gatsby glamour.Tailoring SeparatesRalph Lauren Purple LabelThe ’20s penchant for mixing up tailoring separates, along with colour, fabric and pattern, leant toward the improv end of the Jazz Age, but is finding favour again in an era when the suit-as-uniform has fallen out of favour, but people want a more put-together alternative to luxe-sportswear tyranny that works equally well for laid-back work or serious play.“Our whole line is built around tailoring for people who don’t want to be over-tailored,” says Christopher Modoo at Kit Blake, whose own look mixes and creatively mismatches – double-breasted windowpane-check blazer, contrast check waistcoat, grey flannel trousers – to winning effect.CasualRichard JamesThe ’20s wasn’t really a casual decade – witness Scott Fitzgerald, on the Cote d’Azur, decked out in a tweed jacket and matching plus-fours along with his Breton stripe shirt – but modern variations on ’20s themes accentuate the louche while still keeping things sharp.Try wearing a pair of high-waisted, pleated trousers – Rubinacci’s versions come in corduroy and flannel – with a shawl cardigan, or robust knit, referencing the era’s more generous lines.Anderson & Sheppard’s knitwear comes in a ’20s-friendly range of rich colours, from purple to dark green, and you could even add a finishing-touch the outfit with a banded-collar chambray shirt from Kent & Curwen’s Peaky Blinders collection for the full crime-family-scion-dresses-down homage.Key 1920s PiecesThe Right BlazerRules for the ’20s-referencing blazer: it should be double-breasted; it should button fairly low, accentuating the insouciant slouch; and the lapels should be just-brushing-the-shoulder generous. The French tailoring house Husbands has been refining this style for some time – and their navy blazer comes with speakeasy-ready shiny buttons – while Gucci’s checked selection revels in ’20s pattern recognition.Buy Now: £1950.00High-Waisted Trousers“Pleated, fuller-cut trousers were more comfortable than the side-creased, flat-fronted style they replaced in the ’20s, and there was a sense of modernity to them that chimed with all the other innovations happening at the time,” says Christopher Modoo. With his Kit Blake trousers – featuring bold pleats and side cinchers, and coming in the requisite checks and flannels – modernity can be modern all over again.Buy Now: £295.00A Formal ShirtBecause so little of the shirt was visible under the predominant ’20s styles of high-buttoning waistcoats and double-breasted jackets, it had to stand out.Pin-collar shirts became popular, adding some hardware and making the tie pop (Tom Ford does a snazzy update of the style), as did club-collars with contrast bodies, enabling you to get yet more patterning into your outfit (the Italian brand G Inglese has various rakish iterations on offer).Buy Now: £195.00A Jazzy TieAgain, forget your subtle knitted weaves or subdued grenadines – the ’20s tie made a bold, go-big-or-go-home statement. Art Deco-inspired patterns were everywhere, and paisleys made their first flourishes alongside the graphic checks and plaids. Mark Powell has a nice selection of vintage ties boasting all manner of swirls and whorls, while Richard James’ oscillating and vortexing versions are suitably mesmerising.Buy Now: £95.00Sharp ShoesStatement trainers won’t cut it here – to anchor a ’20s-inspired outfit, you need a solid shoe or boot. Tasselled loafers or two-tone Art Deco-inspired spectator Oxfords add some bebop flair (try Cheaney’s suede loafers or New & Lingwood’s white-and-chestnut spectators), or, alternatively, invest in some reassuringly heavily-grained and chunkily-soled Derbies (Church’s are as weighty as you could wish) or a pair of leather/tweed button boots from J Fitzpatrick to up the dandy ante.Buy Now: £445.00A Classic WatchGive your wrist a rest. No self-respecting ’20s three-piece suit was seen without a watch chain dangling from its waistcoat – and pulling out a pocket watch is a far classier flourish than fumbling for a smartphone. For full period immersion you could go for a vintage piece by the likes of Tissot, IWC, Patek Philippe, or Omega; alternatively, the Scottish firm Dalvey produce a range of “Hunter” pocket watches that are well worth bagging.Buy Now: £855.00The AccessoriesThe ’20s-inspired accessory list is fulsome: cufflinks, collar bars, tie pins, braces (of the buttoning kind, of course – clip-ons were the product of a subsequent, less exacting century), and hats. If you want to take the ’20s homage to its logical conclusion, a fedora never goes amiss (particularly if it’s from Rubinacci).And if you’re lacking that perfect newsboy or flat cap in the run-up to the next Peaky Blinders festival, then Lock & Co’s herringbone version might even leave Tommy Shelby standing in the style stakes. Source link

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fashiontrendin-blog · 6 years

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Team Man Repeller Recalls Their Most Confusing Fashion Moments

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Team Man Repeller Recalls Their Most Confusing Fashion Moments

A few years ago, I found myself sitting at an airport bar with my team from my old agency job. We were trapped at Newark International after a long meeting day and, after a few glasses of really bad, expensive Malbec paired with really good, expensive nachos, the subject of old hairstyles came up. We swapped tales of adolescent bowl cuts and curls gone wrong, bad teenage dye-jobs and weird center parts that haunt us still. Our creative director piped up to say that he didn’t regret any of his hairstyles or looks in general; instead, he intentionally leaned into whatever the extreme style of the day was so that he could look back in a few years and chuckle at himself. He then proceeded to share a photo of himself in a Color Me Badd-style suit with a knowing grin on his face.

As I get older, that approach makes more sense to me. We use old music to evoke a certain time in our lives, why not clothes? As it gets harder to keep track of where I was in my life when I did that one thing, remembering that I wore too-short bootcut jeans (freshman year of high school) or a spaghetti strap tank top over a regular tank top (freshman year of undergrad) helps me place myself on the timeline of my life.

In the spirit of that perspective, and in honor of Blackout Month, I asked members of the Man Repeller team to share the outfits or looks from their pasts that they’ve intentionally blacked out (get it?) to give them a new chance in the spotlight. What I got was more than just a quick note about fit or colors, but an evocation of a certain time, an outfit that reminded them of how they felt when they wore it. Give it a read and then share your blacked out fashion moment in the comments.

Amelia Diamond, Head of Creative

I definitely have worse outfit photos from my youth, teens and young adulthood, but I remember them all. Very, very, very low-rise jeans hang in my memory right alongside the arm warmers I wore in my mall-“punk” phase and my “going out” outfits of college. What I always seem to blackout, however, are my fashion choices from around third through fifth grade, when I was somewhere in the middle of WANTING to develop a personal style but still very much needing my mom to supplement the clothes.

I forgot about this outfit in particular until my dad sent it. The photo was taken for school picture day. It makes me cringe because I kind of remember being this age. I think I wanted to be cute but was getting too old to be cute, if that makes sense? I believe the hat was my mom’s influence, and I kind of remember thinking that watch was very, very cool.

Starling Irving, Social Media Associate

My parents never once told me what I could or couldn’t wear throughout my life, which was both a blessing and a curse. I spent most of my life dressed like the photo you see here.

My favorite brand was Little Miss Matched, which sold sets of three mismatched socks, and my method of dressing was to cram as many colors into one outfit as possible and then add go-go boots, an extravagant hair bow and a retainer. Earlier, I went through a hat phase where I wore argyle fedoras and knitted golf caps every single day. They were accompanied by knee-length sweat pants.

Of all my cringeworthy fashion trends, the worst was my Juicy phase only because it was the only trend I bought into because the popular girls in middle school thought it was cool. I took pride in dressing for myself even when I knew my outfits would be a source of mocking, but my brief stint in the world of pink velour was the one time period where I was dressing for other people. Major mistake.

Haley, Deputy Editor

This was truly a difficult decision, as almost everything I wore from birth through college could qualify as embarrassing, but this photo of me wearing a fedora and a going-out top sticks out. I may be making a jokey pose — but I think that’s only because I’m wearing sunglasses at night and not because of the fedora, which I have to assume I was wearing in earnest, as there are other photos of me smiling with my roommates while wearing it. I believe this photo was taken in 2008, when I was 18, which is not long enough ago at all. I probably bought all of this at Forever 21 with my computer technician paycheck. I can’t for the life of me remember why I thought the hat was a good idea. I’m choosing to be compassionate to my former self though; my myriad fashion faux pas were never for a lack of trying. I really wanted to be cool and fashionable and special!

Imani, Editorial Assistant

This is my second grade school picture. Whenever I look at it, all I can see is a miniature Whoopi Goldberg. During this period of my life, my style was firmly situated in the business casual zone; I typically wore corduroy blazers adorned with broaches, argyle and striped sweater vests, sensible brown and black loafers. You get the picture. I dressed like a young professional and I don’t remember it being my mother’s doing (she started allowing me to pick out my own clothes when I was five). I can’t say for sure why I was drawn to such sophisticated pieces, but perhaps it was due to my newfound determination to become a fashion designer by adulthood.

Nora (me!), Managing Editor

I spent my freshman year of high school trying on a few “cool” identities. An Abercrombie shirt one day, a Baby Phat one the other. Eventually I landed on what I thought was “thrift store cool.” I knew that shopping at thrift stores was fun and neat and what all the stylish girls in the costume shop did, so I decided it was for me! I somehow missed the memo to look for interesting things or fun dresses and just bought a bunch of old sport t-shirts I thought were ironic because they had names of far off suburbs on them. This Glen Ellyn soccer was one of my favorites, but after a women yelled “I”m from Glen Ellyn too” at me one day, I decided it was time to retire my rec league looks.

Harling Ross, Fashion Editor

This photo was taken with a self-timer in 2013, when I fancied myself a burgeoning fashion blogger. As laughable as I find the outfit now (why the hamburger am I wearing wool evening gloves with low-slung boyfriend jeans?????), I DO feel a fondness for this particular period in my life, when I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with myself after graduating but I knew I loved the act of getting dressed and unpacking the words and feelings that floated into my head every time I did. It’s what lead me to where I am now! But rest assured, that fondness is coupled with a healthy dose of cringe at the strange variety of stylized irony that was so popular at the time in fashion — one I fully bought into, clearly. For a real treat, zoom in on my left hand and bear witness to the fact that yes, I did, in fact, stack gold rings over the aforementioned wool evening gloves, which I remember thinking was extremely clever at the time.

Leandra Medine, Founder

Nora, I agree with your former creative director. I haven’t necessarily blocked out any fashion memories (not even the summer I wore padded bras and ribbed tank tops with low slung Abercrombie skirts and my midriff showing) and still stand by them because I have almost always used clothes to define myself through various stages of my identity evolving. Why would I want to intentionally forget the obscenity of those years, I ask you? I wouldn’t be here without them!

Now, I’d have presented a photo of said ribbed tank top but I don’t have access to albums outside of Facebook, so this picture from 2012 will have to do. I am pretty sure it was taken a couple of weeks before my wedding while walking down Broadway in Soho and mostly I have chosen it because it could have technically been taken like, last week, and no one would have questioned that. This infuriates me because I assure you my relationship with metallic wedged footwear is over (for the moment), and I hate a chiffon panel more than most things (excluding a high low dress, which this is, by the way). For now.

I guess the difference between the style and therefore identity of your early and late twenties is as simple as modifications that the unassuming eye can’t see, but as grand as the implication of a nuance. This outfit, by all accounts, is still on trend, but the neckline, the fabric, the colors, the sunglasses with the shoes…it’s all wrong. I am much more exacting in my selections now. If I’m turning this into a metaphor for my personality, what I’m saying is that in your early twenties, you dance around the person you’re going to become, but don’t quite know who she is yet. In your late twenties, it starts to crystallize, still isn’t exactly clear yet, but feels a hell of a lot more in tune with your truth/integrity.

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