This week I was invited to breakfast for the launch of the Swedish Hasbeens pop-up shop inside Selfridges on Oxford Street. Already stocked in several specialist shoe stores and Fenwick, Selfridges is probably their biggest retailer to date. While the shoes are still handmade in Sweden adhering to sustainable principles, the spring collection has taken inspiration from sportswomen throughout the twentieth century. In their honour we found ourselves treated to a miniature 'fashion show' given by a rhythmic gymnastics troupe (apparently a pared down version of a performance held during Stockholm fashion week last year). The ribbon dancer was particularly good although her route between the shoes was hindered somewhat by protruding walls.
As I wrote before, I'm still waiting for my own Swedish Hasbeens order to arrive. I decided to get a pair of the saddle shoes the model below is wearing in black and white. More boy clothes...
After receiving much schtick for dressing "too sensible" or "like a boy" recently thanks to my new haircut, I caved and let my inner crazy out just a smidge for the launch. I haven't worn this Vivienne Westwood asymmetric shirt for a reaaallllyyy long time but many flattering comments have led me to believe it should rejoin my regular wardrobe rotation. And obviously it layered so well with the neon Prada scarf I picked up in Bicester.
Wearing: Vivienne Westwood bib shirt, Odyn Vavk jeans, Prada creepers and fur scarf, tubular bracelet by Maria Francesca Pepe.
After one breakfast what else could I do but accompany Alex to another? Seriously, I just can't resist the delicate patisserie fancies at Sketch...