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Belt + basket bags + sunhat + flats = small meltdown

In the mood to jazz up last year’s sundress or add some zing to something you found in the lost-property bin at the school fete? Me, too, and here’s how.

One…

You’ve found the perfect dress, but unfortunately it comes with a crappy belt. How irritating. I guess high-street dresses have to come with a naff belt, otherwise can you imagine the price they’d have to charge? Pop that bad boy straight into the fabric recycling bin and invest in a belt you can wear with EVERYTHING. Take my slim little Gucci number, for example. A bit pricey, I’ll give you that, but it has so many uses even the bank manager will approve. Wear it over T-shirts, sundresses, tailored jackets, jumpsuits. It’s a keeper. A forever piece, as they say.

Two…

A quick way to jazz up last summer’s sundress, or the one you stole from lost property, is to saunter nonchalantly with a gorgeous basket bag. The lowly bag you once used for carrying overly priced shit from the farmers’ market? It’s now a fashion statement. If you plan to use the actual basket bag you’ve used to cart muddy potatoes each Sunday morning for months, then may I suggest adding a jaunty scarf to the handle, or maybe even a pom-pom or two? Going all out and buying a new one, like I did – except it wasn’t really all out; it’s a small woven thing from Zara – then there are some amazing statement-making basket bags around, Rae Feather being the obvious one. Not exactly a basket, but can we talk about her new denim totes? *Adds to basket* Literally. 

Three…

Oh, good Lord above, can we take a moment to talk about sun hats? When it comes to sun hats, I can be so bloody ostentatious it’s not funny. For the last few years, I have no clue why, but when it comes to sun hats I completely lose the plot. It’s as if I say to myself before hitting the shops, ‘Today, Duguid, you shall find the biggest hat ever known to womankind. You will buy it. Then you will insist it be carried on to the plane (not by you, obvs – by the boyfriend), then (this is the good bit) YOU SHALL NOT WEAR IT ON HOLIDAY. NO. NOT ONCE.’ Cackle. I’m such an effing maniac when it comes to hats. Buy a small one, wear it (it stops your parting from burning), don’t make your partner carry it. Job done.

Four…

As a woman who lives in flat shoes, the fact I can’t be arsed with heels any more would be enough to make my younger self choke on her Sea Breeze. The younger me wore heels all day, all night. The current day me wears flats ALL DAY and heels at night only under duress. I say high heels – I mostly mean a sensible block. There are so many lovely fancy flats around this summer to wear with last year’s whatever, I’m wondering if the flat is overtaking the heel in popularity? Here’s my edit, which, frankly, came as a bit of a surprise. Why? None of the styles below are 100% man-repelling. Can you believe it? Wow. I’ve changed. 

 

Belt + basket bags + sunhat + flats = small meltdown edit

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