Rosemary Mac Cabe

Hemlines, heels and haute couture – your daily dose

River Island A/W 2011: already in store!

God this bag is so amazing – it makes me wish I could trade in all of my plain ol’ leather numbers* and only carry my goods around in feather-covered fabric until the day I die. Swooooon. In short, the …

Thu, Jul 21, 2011, 10:30

   

God this bag is so amazing – it makes me wish I could trade in all of my plain ol’ leather numbers* and only carry my goods around in feather-covered fabric until the day I die. Swooooon.

In short, the River Island A/W press day was a cacaphony of textures and fabrics and rich autumnal colours – although the photographs I snapped on my phone really don’t tell the full story. (Today I brought my SLR into town in the hopes of taking pics of stylish Dubliners. I saw at least five seriously amazingly dressed people, but felt too embarrassed to broach the topic of their amazingness with them. Nul points, nul points. Will try again tomorrow.) For more photographs (with pithy commentary), keep a-going . . .

This sweater is already in store, and quite divine. For skinny jeans and warm fires, I think.

A raven skull necklace! Just like the one what I bought on Etsy. Lovely, just lovely.

Lady in red, and assorted clichés. This dress would be gorgeous for dancing, or for a wedding, or just for winter, with thick opaques and . . . these boots.

Contented sigh. Because boots, really, are what winter is all about.

Trés ladylike, mes amis, trés. With rolled-up cigarette trousers and a grandfather shirt? Holy gender-bending, Batman!

Speaking of which, I can’t remember if this was menswear or womenswear – but it don’t matter, I quite want it. For that ski trip I’m taking**, you know.

Mixing leather and tweed? Lovely! Get yer fella into a pair of these, sharpish!

* This is, frankly, a vast overstatement. I don’t wish to trade anything, I merely wish to add to my own stash.

** When attempting to justify purchases, inventing holidays that you are most definitely not going on is always a safe bet. People (such as one’s mother, for example) will be distracted by this unexpected trip you’re taking, and forget about how “you’ll never have a penny if you keep spending like that”.