The Big Vintage Revival (And A Dream Dress To Boot)

The once-forgotten buzz of finding a special one-off piece feels unrivalled once more, and the thrill of a swing tag that boasts a designer name with £35 next to it feels like you’ve seriously struck gold. Shopping to satisfy a gap in your wardrobe is so much more rewarding once you’ve tackled a few rails (or Etsy tabs)- and although time (and unfortunately sometimes size) is certainly a privilege with vintage shopping, the charm of having a piece that’s already packed with life and stories makes it feel a little more treasured, and certainly something you’re less likely to want to pass on any time soon. Plus, over the last few months- without sounding ridiculous (which I already know it will), I think I’ve ‘rediscovered’ my style a little…

Sometimes with my job I’ve felt pressure to dress a certain way, wear certain pieces or tone down my style to not look too ‘try hard’ or to please a greater amount of people. There’s the pressure of shopping and styling the ‘shoppable’, and sharing the pieces that others can get their mitts on which becomes a style tribe in itself- regardless of whether those were the things you’d genuinely fall in love with otherwise. Seeing ‘cool’ people in things would influence my style more than my own taste, and trusting everyone else’s judgement on what was deemed ‘trendy’ was a greater nod than trusting what I liked and myself. Perhaps it’s a long-needed fast fashion fatigue- or a deep (and slightly emo) need to feel a little individual again but there’s something quite freeing about being able to really lean in and channel the things we love- regardless of whether they can be identically recreated or not, or whether they’re cool on a commercial scale.

(Dress: Loaned from Another Matinee (on sale this evening), Shoes: Carel, Cardigan: Sezane *gifted)

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