I’m not addicted to leopard print. We’re just in a committed relationship.
Head to toe leopard luxing is happening a LOT. Think I missed the J Crew memo… sorry Jenna. Luxe house has turned into a sodding animal sanctuary. Even Boo’s had his paws pushed out of joint.
There’s just something supremely appealing about wearing exotic prints in less than exotic – luxe backgarden – locations.
Probably explains why it’s plastered all over my sister iG streetstyleluxe. It’s a print that continues to stalk the catwalk, high street, fash blogs and of course, MY CLOSET.
Animal instincts aside, I’m a bit of a ritualist when it comes to wearing animal print. I wear it in summer the way I wear furs in winter. Like, on repeat.
So here’s a little statement dressing ensemble I robed up in – thus to prove the point ‘a leopard can’t change out of her spots’. Shy girls. Shush.
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For the print pleasers, talk to these pants. Wide legged palazzo ones. Rescued only last week. When I say rescued read tussle, with a limp wristed amateur teenager on her lunch break. She took me and my Céline on – her toes got Trapeze’d, I got the last pair – luxe pro!
Thrown paired carefully with my ‘long term love’ Leo stole . Nb. matchy matchy clashing scores new season match points. And stole-mate, I Gok Wan’d with plentiful safety pinning/*snagging until it looked like a top. The reems of ribbon helped to whip waist into shape.
I skipped pony skin paw protectors (Miu Miu’s), and plumped for patent pumps for height.
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And voila. The proof’s in the prancing. Cos a little head-to-toe layering (bound and snagged) is pretty darn spot on in luxe print. And my garden stint.
I’m now toying with throwing a toga party. With a tale about tortoiseshell? Tempting….
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*For those safety pin-terested. Stole is standing up to the punctures. But pray for her peeps. She’s way more holier than thou would like. Just my luck. F**k.
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SHOP the LUXE
PANTS by Zara here, STOLE by Louis Vuitton here, RIBBON by John Lewis here, PUMPS by Christian Louboutin here
