(From top left: Topshop breton top, Ruby & Ed faux-fur coat, Joseph leather leggings, Nike blazer sneakers, Sophie Hulme boxy tote and Cutler and Gross sunnies)
Instead of wishing that Winter had skipped town, I have a better plan : this year, I shall bear the unforgiving seasonal temperatures with sartorial gusto. By which I (unequivocally) mean indulging in many a make-believe outfit collage of super-soft, skin-tight leather leggings and fluffy fur coats, pretending that this is how I look in the cold (and obviously not like the Michelin Man's long lost cousin). And keep this up until Spring comes knocking. Unless .. real life just got an upgrade, and I actually forsake a limb or two (arm and leg are generally the given here) in a bid to own a pair of them badass' pants. Oops. More on that soon.