Being back home in Wales sometimes catches me in a bit of a creativity rut, especially because the quiet town I live in is a world away from the busy city of Nottingham. The weather is unreliable (much like the most of the UK) and while in summer the rolling hills and pretty countryside is lovely, for now the surrounding wet and muddy fields aren’t an ideal setting for spring outfit shooting.
April? It feels like we may as well still be in the depths of winter with the rain and wind that insists on sticking around. If the sun won’t show itself, though, that’s just an excuse (as if I needed another one) to invest in some colourful and refreshing spring pieces to brighten up even the gloomiest of days.
I think I’m speaking on behalf of the whole UK when I say spring has never been more needed. If you’re anything like me, you’ll agree that snow is only exciting over the festive season or if you’re still in school and actually benefit from a snow day! Other than that it’s just pretty annoying, bitterly cold and disruptive to any kind of productivity (I realise I sound super boring and harsh, but it really isn’t my idea of fun). It’s pretty to observe when you’re curled up by a window swamped in jumpers reading a good book, but not so fun when you have things to do and places to go. Plus, in true Brit style, we can’t seem to cope with sub-zero temperatures despite being such a developed country, and so boiler problems take priority over uni work and we risk ending up head over heels on the non-gritted pavement during an expedition into town to stock up on essentials (wine).
Style icons to me aren’t always necessarily derived from cool celebrities, films or musicians; sometimes inspiration comes from somewhere a lot closer to home. My mum has always dressed amazingly (even if I didn’t appreciate it at a younger age) and I think that definitely plays a part in my fashion taste today.
‘Florals for spring? Groundbreaking.’ I have to agree with Miranda Priestly and her blunt sarcasm there (The Devil Wears Prada is a favourite film of mine). I wouldn’t really call myself a floral lover apart from the odd exception – although I could quite happily purchase all of & Other Stories’ long, floaty tea dresses.
I said previously that this year’s sales for me have been about investment pieces that I can wear time after time – and I think my shopping aim for the year (to control my unruly impulse buying habit) is to give more thoughts to the items I’m purchasing and consider how much use I’ll actually get out of them.
January to May is probably my least favourite time of year – I’ve never really been a fan of Spring. The fun of Christmas has been and gone and left us in the depths of winter, it’s the most intense and difficult period within education (luckily I have no exams this year, but the amount of coursework I’ll be doing makes up for it) and summer waits far ahead, teasing us because there’s nothing else to really look forward to. The answer? Retail therapy, of course.