15.1.11

Today, we're going to use ALL the colours in the paintbox...

Checked shirt - Olymp, Jumper - Montego
He stares moodily into the distance, his high angular cheekbones drawing your attention up to his dark, piercing eyes... wait. CLOTHES. We're meant to be focusing on the CLOTHES. All your attention was on the way one side of his collar was cheekily breaking up the neckline of his jumper. Right?

Checked Shirt - Yves Saint Laurent, Scarf - Boden, Trousers - Selected: Homme, Belt Vintage, Shoes - Strellson


Colour. Big, bright, grabs-you-by-the-arm-and-whirls-you-around-whirling-dervish colour. That's what this Spring is all about. Vogue is singing the praises of colour blocking all the way up to chiffon-hemmed skirts of the angels in the sky. Only I wish they would use a better word that 'blocking' to describe it. Blocking has all the wrong connotations, it sounds clumsy and faintly aggressive.

Let's just call it 'Colouring'. Like when you were in primary school and there was nothing more exciting than grabbing the red and the green and the yellow crayons and pressing down really hard so you got that very intense colour that made the crayon crumble as you drew. And every colour-flooded picture was a work of genius to be stuck up on the kitchen fridge. If that was the kind of kitchen fridge you had - my parents didn't like the ruin the minimalist aesthetic of the room.

Don't you just love the shirt - the soft blending of so many different shades and the way that it looks pinky-blue at a distance but then more red and green up close? And of course the scarf offsets the whole thing perfectly. Slightly patterned scarfs are brilliant - if this one were plain then he couldn't wear it with the trousers as well, not matter how big colour blocking colouring is this season.

But the circles and stripes break it up beautifully. I'm particularly fond of the way his shoes are so well camouflaged with the completely-normal-and-seasonal-huge-pile-of-leaves that he seems to be growing out the ground, like bed of delphiniums.

Trousers - Selected: Homme, Shoes - Strellson

Talking of shoes - when not taking root - let's admire the brogues. Brogues are just unstoppable aren't they? They used to be the preserve of the ultra-cool - amongst girls anyway - the kind of people who had tracked down an original gentleman's pair from sixties in a vintage fair, in a size small enough for their delicate feet, but now they're everywhere. Go look in the window of Office if you don't believe me. Black and brown, flat or high-heeled, women have made the brogue their own. Just like we steal all the other fun things that boys wear. We definitely get the better deal here. Transvestites are only - reasonably enough - trying to level the playing field. 

You noticed the turn-ups right? Check-out those turns ups. They're just glorious. They just run-up-and-down-and-up-and-down and light up both trouser and shoe to perfection.


Shirt - H+M, Scarf - Paul Smith

Noisy, in-your-face, floral prints might be more 2009 than 2011, but classic, subtle touches like this defy the fickle winds of passing trends. They have an aristocratic class and will flourish in whatever season they damn well please. Rather like the imperious behaviour of the inhabitants of Downton Abbey. I'm a little late to this bandwagon so am only half-through but god it's good. And the clothes! The dresses! The silk, sky-blue harem pants that the youngest Miss Crawley daringly wears as a sign that she believes in a future where women have the vote and there is equality for all... which will inevitably mean no more servants and thus the need to invent the genre of 'servant-porn' as the new wave of period dramas has - a little uncharitably - been christened. I don't want someone to dress me. I just want the dresses.


Colouring In With Lukas
Model: Lukas Schmitz

If an emblem were needed to capture the spirit of this new Colouring season, then it would probably be the juggling ball, with it's classic primary colours and that irresistible way it has of silently persuading you to try spontaneously juggling with with it, even when - as in my case - you really, really can't.

Term is about to start and Christmas is just a distant memory so we should all be throwing as much colour up into the air as possible, to cheer up these grey days while waiting for Spring to come and do some colouring in of her own. I leave you with one the best advocates of simple, stunning, block colouring that I know. She flies through the sky on my wall and her name is Supergirl.

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