On the cusp on Autumn and days before a certain pumpkin spiced latte makes its return, I’m solidly attempting to embrace days where ankle bearing is appropriate and t shirts are not reduced to simply a layer under a thick knit or shearling coat. In a way, it’s these days that I love the most about the end of one season and the start of another. The new beginnings reminiscent of January and the new stationary, new books approach I have to my wardrobe and seeing everything with fresh eyes as the temperatures begin to plummet (a little drastic, perhaps- but let’s roll with it for theatrical effect).
It’s pieces like this blazer (and this one, for that matter) that have started implementing themselves into my wardrobe- somewhere in between shoulder baring and coat wearing they come in extremely handy and act as far more than a costume for an eighties yuppie businesswoman (or awkward sixth former) than they perhaps once did. Maybe it’s the Prince of Wales check or the Annie Hall herringbone that make these a little more timeless than other options, but knowing I’m far more than a walkie talkie phone away from looking like the mum from Home Alone means these are definitely a piece I know I’ll have in my wardrobe long into the winter- just leave the shoulder pads in the loft.