One of my favourite things to do on a day off is dress up in something exciting, over-the-top and ridiculously fabulous simply to do my everyday tasks. Such as, go to the store to buy milk or picking up my dry-cleaning. Who doesn’t secretly love the attention when people stare at them and not-so-subtly whisper to their friend, “Look at that person over there, look what they’re wearing“. Or better yet when people come up to you and say, “I absolutely love your dress/bag/shoes. Where did you get them from?” your fashionista status will most definitely go through the roof once people are hounding you for fashion advice at the supermarket – keep a pepper spray near by though, just incase.
It baffles me when people snigger at those of us who are members of the fashion elite. Don’t they know it took me 2 hours to plan this entire outfit? Don’t they know I tried on 7 pairs of shoes before deciding the first pair were the best choice? Don’t they know this bag is limited edition Louis Vuitton spring/summer 2007? Yet it is a lifestyle choice and a commitment to look good every day, it is a full time job, not a part time work placement. It was Yves Saint Laurent who said “Fashions fade, style is eternal” and he wasn’t wrong. We are ever changing our wardrobes and our looks, we are the fashion glitterati and we must always lead the way.
Lets run through a few of the fashion bible 10 commandments, just incase you’re a little rusty on them…
Thou shalt never wear trainers/sneakers other than for exercise. Never.
Clothes that can be bought in the same place as groceries are strictly forbidden.
Your perfume should be made by a perfume house. Not a singer/actress/reality star.
Crocs are the devil.
Pink is not the new black.
Always keep a Touche Éclat within arms reach. Eye bags are not chic.
For the other 4 commandments please refer to your bible. And always remember, never judge a person until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. Especially if they’re Manolo Blahnik because you totally just got a free pair and you’re a mile away from the bitch who owns them. Winner.