There are so many stripes in my closet the husband sometimes affectionately calls me Wally (at least I think that’s to do with the stripes…).
So when I discovered lots of gorgeous stripy-ness on Boden you know I had to have some. Breton is about as classic as it gets and yet year after year it’s still fresh. With orange fast becoming my colour of the season this stripe sweatshirt was the perfect choice for me. I paired it with denim which is always the easy pick as far as I’m concerned and a white heel – something more unusual but I think it works well for the look.
Should summer’s warmth ever makes it to the UK the sweatshirt will be out with leather shorts and flat sandals for dog walks on the beach – let’s face it, even in the height of a Scottish summer one is still glad of long sleeves.
Maybe it’s because Breton tops are quintessentially French and the French are unfalteringly chic that I feel so drawn to them. Is it because I subconsciously think that slipping into stripes will transform me into a well put together young (?) lady who takes the stairs out of choice (actually I do) and declines dessert (definitely failing there) and is stylish and demure both at once? Doesn’t sound so bad, n’est-ce pas?
And now, as my mum (a French teacher and the original stripe fanatic) would say, ‘C’est le weekend’.x
lead – Ancol, coat – model’s own c/o Infindigo