Friday, November 1, 2013


(Jacket: The Kooples, Necklace: Primark, Dress: Ebay, Boots: Zara, Sunnies: Asos)

Okay, so let me start on this jacket. The jacket. Some of you may know that I was lucky enough to go to beautiful Paris for my 18th birthday (thank you mama fashion rush) and of course we shopped till we dropped but mainly we went to the vintage shops which were similar to UK charity shop prices so everything was more or less £5/£10 so I ended up buying a lot for very little money. So one day after a big vintage stroll we came across a little kooples store and after seeing campaign after campaign in all the magazines I thought I would pop in and see what the fuss was about, completely understanding that there was no way I could afford anything. So I spotted this jacket at the corner of the shop and was drawn to it. It was the perfect biker jacket. Suede, silver hardware, ribbed details on the shoulders. Yeah, perfect. However the dream quickly disappeared when I found out the jacket of my dreams was £550. So I sadly walked out of the shop and wiped the memories of the beautiful jacket from my mind. But of course I couldn’t stop thinking about how much better my life would be if I owned the jacket. The next day was the day we were leaving Paris. With an hour till we had to leave our hotel we went to a local shopping centre to buy another suitcase (mum bought too many hats: I believe in total we brought back 10 new hats) and as we walked in we saw another kooples store so I quickly rushed in just to see if they had the jacket and I don’t know thought I should torture myself even more. I found the jacket, my size, half price. HALF PRICE. I died. I turned to my mum and was like this is fate. And the rest is history really…