Showing posts with label Erin Wasson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erin Wasson. Show all posts

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Try This On For Size

The Portmanteau has been thoroughly neglected over the past week. Sorry about that. My excuse is that my other The Portmanteau half was home from London for the Easter break, which one may think would lead to heightened blog activity but actually only results in silly conversations on such topics as: “What do you think really motivates Joely Richardson?” or “Do you think we would be friends with Billie Piper if we knew her?” It also leads to alcohol poisoning. Or Easter Egg poisoning. I’m not sure. Either way, I’m only recovering now.

Anyway, if you’ve been on the internet at all today, you’ll have noticed that The Outnet, the cheaper, last season version of Net-A-Porter, launched to much fanfare this morning. I'm not really a bargain hunter – wasting money is a hobby of mine – and internet shopping is usually something I only do when looking for books or a very specific item, but I did stop by to check out the site. I’m not the biggest fan of the site design and layout; the clothes look a little flat and boring against the stark white backgrounds and I just can't imagine what they'd look like on me. I know that’s my problem and I should really get with the programme, but I find it difficult to fall in love with something that I haven’t tried on or even held up to my body in an ineffectual trying-something-on-without-having-to-queue way. There is also the slight problem of everything I like being sold out. I did spot a cute Alexander Wang playsuit (I was imagining it on the tanned Erin Wasson me, not the actual me) but it’s gone in my size. Ditto a See by Chloe dress I had my eye on. So obviously most people are way ahead of me and have gotten over the fact that you can’t try stuff on if you buy it on the internet.

See by Chloe dress

Alexander Wang playsuit

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Feeling the Heat

Yay, it’s summer. Well, it’s spring. But a very summery spring. Either way, the sun is shining and the temperature has hit the 15 degree mark for the first time in about 2 years. As we’ve documented previously, Spring/Summer ‘09 is all about the 80s and reruns of the Cosby show should serve as a style reference. Gladiator sandals also seem to be as popular this year as they were last. Ditto denim cut-offs. OK so my ideal summer OF is a pair of pale denim cut-offs, an oversized white shirt and some flat gladiator sandals, all offset against my long bronzed limbs and flowing blonde hair. Yes, I don’t know why, but whenever I start to think about my summer wardrobe, I imagine myself as some sort of Erin Wasson lookalike. Reality – a five foot four brunette with the kind of skin that attracts pitying stares on the beach – goes out the window and I peruse look books with abandon, pointing out the various pairs of teeny stone-washed jeans and tiny hot pants that I’m going to wear once May hits.

I also forget that one is still actually expected to work in summer. Instead of the imagined spontaneous picnics and endless outdoor drinking sessions, one must contend with smellier-than-usual public transport and sweat patches. There is also the dreaded fake tan problem. OK obviously I hate fake tan - it smells, it ruins your sheets and towels and most importantly, it generally looks gross. But I can’t possibly be expected to bare my muscular calves (thanks for that Dad) in their current milky state, can I? Will I just have to continue wearing the 80 denier black tights right through the summer months or should I succumb to the L'Oreal NutriSummer? Ah it’s a conundrum.

Erin Wasson