Well, not that much of a while. But I might as well state it as such. Just telling a friend that only in St Andrews would you get people demanding a Marks and Spencers, or generally spending a fortune in Jack Wills/Joules.
The charity shops are awesome. Bought a MaxMara coat for £25. Bargain methinks. It's wool and angora. So warm, which is amazing in the freezing weather that seems to inhabit Scotland.
Another St Andrews blogger- everythinglooksrosie.wordpress.com- wrote a piece recently on the sheer absurbancy (is that even a word?) of St Andrews fashion. The red trousers are common- and it's not just the students, my tutor sports a fine pair too... It's not a rare sight to see the Barbours, Hunters and tweed out on display. The girls with dyed blonde hair, body-con skirts or leggings and gilets.
I am currently partaking in a fashion challenge set by a friend. I recently bought a rather hideous yellow and white houndstooth wool coat for £3. By cutting off the sleeves, I've slightly improved it. Secondly. I also have a strong connection with a pair of Topshop shorts. So the challenge is to wear the coat every time I go out and I'm not allowed to wear the shorts for a week. It's going to be hard, especially as I have a party tomorrow. And the coat is particularly hideous.
Wish me luck!!
BK
Monday 25 October 2010
Thursday 14 October 2010
Legs...
Decided to blog today as am sitting in bed feeling sorry for myself. So in Scotland it is generally agreed that it's cold. Which makes it even weirder that the Americans walk round with orange bare legs. Madness. The cold and need for sturdy shoes allows for a degree of interesting hosiery.
I always thought it was considered wrong to wear white tights. Or at least it should be left to the leggy model-esque girls of minute proportions. But I saw a girl the other day with white tights and a dark purple outfit and it just seemed to work. Who cares if she was slightly on the chunky side? She looked awesome and so cute as she had a purple Alice band over very long straight black hair.
I can never do cute- so I admire anyone who can.
Today I was walking behind a girl with black tights and thin, brown, calf-length socks on top. Weird? Yes. But it also seemed slightly on-trend and quirky in a good way. She had nice ankles so it worked. God forbid the day that I bust out mid-calf socks. It won't be a pretty sight. By saying it seemed on trend I struggle to say that in the 'Bubble' that is this university I've found it impossible to keep up with the going ons of the fashion industry. I get my Glamour and Vogue. I read my blogs, but I'm never in the mood to digest them fully.
It seems I'm in an anti-fashion mode right now and it kills me. It really does.
BK
I always thought it was considered wrong to wear white tights. Or at least it should be left to the leggy model-esque girls of minute proportions. But I saw a girl the other day with white tights and a dark purple outfit and it just seemed to work. Who cares if she was slightly on the chunky side? She looked awesome and so cute as she had a purple Alice band over very long straight black hair.
I can never do cute- so I admire anyone who can.
Today I was walking behind a girl with black tights and thin, brown, calf-length socks on top. Weird? Yes. But it also seemed slightly on-trend and quirky in a good way. She had nice ankles so it worked. God forbid the day that I bust out mid-calf socks. It won't be a pretty sight. By saying it seemed on trend I struggle to say that in the 'Bubble' that is this university I've found it impossible to keep up with the going ons of the fashion industry. I get my Glamour and Vogue. I read my blogs, but I'm never in the mood to digest them fully.
It seems I'm in an anti-fashion mode right now and it kills me. It really does.
BK
Tuesday 12 October 2010
First impressions...
I always thought people were joking when they said that St Andrews was like a bubble. I've been seemingly unable to keep up with national/international news and the people here are all in a complete league of their own. Not only do we have the 'Kate Kennedy Club' a slightly elitist club for gentlemen only, but men frequently walk round in their tweed jackets, chinos and loafers. The current favourite coloured trouser being a bright salmon pink- especially popular with the yacht club.
My particular favourite outfit to date was of a bunch of guys outside the Science buildings. Of the six there one guy a bleached blonde- waxed side parting, white skinny jeans and a Breton top and another with brushed out brown hair, aviators, simple blue striped button down and beige cords. Though obvious extremes they both seemed to convey a certain Britishness to their style.
It's a great place for people watching. Particularly art history- a girl in front of me today was wearing a Burberry trench coat, complete with Uggs, Chanel glasses and Ralph Lauren bag. So many people have prejudices towards these kind of people, but I have to say they hold a fascination for me.
With a high percentage of foreign students the Americans insist on still wearing micro-denim shorts with no tights whilst natives to the British Isles pile on the cashmere and sheepskin.
I dwell between short shorts, tights, my usual clumpy brown boots and a cardigan of some description.
So life is good. Sadly no photos until I find someone who is willing to let me steal their camera...
BK
My particular favourite outfit to date was of a bunch of guys outside the Science buildings. Of the six there one guy a bleached blonde- waxed side parting, white skinny jeans and a Breton top and another with brushed out brown hair, aviators, simple blue striped button down and beige cords. Though obvious extremes they both seemed to convey a certain Britishness to their style.
It's a great place for people watching. Particularly art history- a girl in front of me today was wearing a Burberry trench coat, complete with Uggs, Chanel glasses and Ralph Lauren bag. So many people have prejudices towards these kind of people, but I have to say they hold a fascination for me.
With a high percentage of foreign students the Americans insist on still wearing micro-denim shorts with no tights whilst natives to the British Isles pile on the cashmere and sheepskin.
I dwell between short shorts, tights, my usual clumpy brown boots and a cardigan of some description.
So life is good. Sadly no photos until I find someone who is willing to let me steal their camera...
BK
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