How to tell if someone is British? Aside from excellent queuing abilities, unapologetic patience (anyone who can wait 24 hours for the new KUTWK episode to air, must be blessed with patience of a saint) and the skill of avoiding eye contact with absolutely anyone, we Brits love the changing of the seasons. I am, quite openly, a huge fan of the Autumn season, because I am a very typical Fashion Blogger; I love candles, gingerbread lattes, watching rom-coms starring Meg Ryan, and wearing black. Yes, I really am that basic.
I’m not the biggest fan of the winter. Winter without Christmas is just rain. Winter without Christmas is being poor, overweight and grumpy. Now, it’s March, and Spring is well and truly on its way. For the rest of you fellow fashion lovers (I am, very rudely, assuming you are a lover of fashion, because I don’t write about anything else, so you probably wouldn’t be here) this becomes a real period of transition, when sheer layers become acceptable, and light layers are called for. Layering and texturing is a factor I feel completely at home with, but it is the injection of colour into my wardrobe which concerns me. Continue reading “What Spring means when you’re scared of colour.”