This is not just any shirt.
This is a STORETS shirt. Stiffened at the collar, boyfriend cut, oversized dare-i-say deconstructed. A not so ‘basic’ basic easy on the iron and with a party at the back.
This is not just any black denim jean.
This is a RE/DONE jean. A jean crafted from vintage looms and coveted levis fabrics, reworked by denim elves (i’m imagining ELF the movie) who’ve legit perfected the art of guaranteed bum-goals AND JUST GET ME.
A jean so pricey it has Mr. Luxe’s disposable income by the balls and me begging the question: wtf are all my other jeans gonna do now?
This is not just any street.
This is Adelaide Crescent. Nuzzled into the finest nook of Hove (actually) A bn3 postcode with big white houses and big girl dreams. A street so posh it’s not even called a street.
This is not a sly attempt to seduce M&S into sponsoring my Christmas dinner.
It’s not. I promise.
SHOES/BAG by CHANEL
ph. J. ANDREWS
All words styling and creative direction my own.