Peacoat and Jeans: sometimes simple just feels right.

Not every outfit I decide to wear on any given week is going to be the pinnacle of cutting-edge fashion, and I believe today's post is particularly indicative of that. While it's not the most creative or inspiring thing I've ever put together, I will put it out there that I like it and feel like myself in it, and that this which, to me, is the most important aspect of personal style.

Make no mistake about it, I do love trying out editorial looks, creating concept shoots with G and occasionally even going about my daily business in a massive fur coat, six-inch platform boots and a Daphne Guinness inspired headpiece. Dressing up can create a wonderfully engulfing fantasy in even the most mundane of tasks for me, and a life without fantasy or imagination is not one that I can even fathom leading. If you've never walked through the aisles of a grocery store in your most outrageously fabulous clothing while picking up cans of 60 cent soup and green bananas, you truly don't know what you're missing...well that, and we most likely have very little in common with one another.

All of this being said, some days simply call for jeans and a peacoat, and yesterday was one of such days. Without a shade of sarcasm or self-doubt I can firmly state that I didn't actually want to be wearing anything that wasn't this yesterday - which is shocking, unusual and rare, because I virtually always want to be wearing something other than what I'm actually wearing. The red velvet peacoat always seems to lend a nice pop of colour to outfits in the fall and winter months, and the heavily beaded sweater underneath is definitely one of my new favourite vintage finds. Neither are the most exciting fashion pieces in the world but, as stated, some days they just don't have to be to make me happy.

Wearing

Red velvet peacoat is from Target's kids section.

The thin white muslin blouse and beaded ice-blue sweater are vintage.

I've no idea where these bootcut jeans are from as they were purchased eons ago and the tags were ripped off.

The brown suede ankle booties are inherited Hermes.

Love.

This week's theme (as alluded to on Friday) is not only colour, but also the new Harajuku Lovers perfumes which I was recently given the opportunity to try out prior to the Canadian launch of the product; you may or may not be familiar with them already, but in short there are five fragrances (Love, Angel, Music, Baby and G), each of which comes in a super adorable little character bottle representative of the accompanying scent.
I personally consider scent to be an integral aspect of fashion and style, and as such generally keep about five different perfumes in heavy rotation at any given time, the wear of which is determined by what I'm wearing or feeling or thinking or whatever else. It's very much like getting dressed for me, only easier and without as many decisions to make.

So this is all very exciting stuff in my books, and I therefore figured why not incorporate my excitement towards this venture into my daily blogging by dressing somewhat thematically? As I have mentioned before, I rarely turn down the opportunity to play dress-up, however in this case I wanted to ensure that my thematic outfits were still wearable so I've set one rule for myself: that I must wear the daily outfit all day with no exceptions granted - if it can't be worn normally throughout the duration of my normal days it's not really worth doing, is it?
Today's theme, as per the post title, is LOVE. I'm quite surprised at how much I like this fragrance, as it's pretty much a rule of thumb with me + perfume that I intensely dislike anything particularly flowery, sweet or girlish. As a matter of fact I've been known on occasion to don G's colognes...Prada by Prada for Men is fantastically genderless and probably my favourite scent ever, but I admittedly had to stop wearing it so often after G kindly informed me that he prefers to not be scent-twins.
Nonetheless, one can consider my preference for Prada cologne to be a barometer for all things which I like in a scent: crisp, clean, musky, subtle and long lasting on my strangely perfume-resistant skin. I'm quite obviously not a perfume expert and know very little about the technicalities which go into creating scents, but I do know that Love, which I was fully expecting it to go into overbearing and sickly sweet floral territory, fits all of my requirements and is something I will continue to wear long past this project's end. Love does have a really strong top note of rose petal but not annoyingly so, and I've found that this wears off after about half an hour of wear and turns into a really lovely feminine rose-musk-thing that I enjoy.
Moreover, yesterday's theme ended up being fitting on a number of levels - after a wild Saturday night out and about G and I ended up having a very lovely day consisting of walks through the city, furniture browsing, coffee on park benches and, finally, some heavy-duty housework which made us both feel pretty accomplished I think. In fact, you can even see G (kind of) in the photo below for what I believe is the first time ever on Modern Guilt. Well, there may have been one similar time long ago, but who's counting, right? As you can see from the photo, I am tiny and silly and blonde to his tall and serious-looking (deceptively so) and dark. We're a funny but good pair for sure.
Wearing

Sweater: Erin Fetherston for Target (I know, I know, it's grey and I promised all-colour-all-week...but it was cold outside and this has little heart buttons on it, so it's kind of still valid?)

Dress: F21

Tights: Winners

Shoes: the purple suede ones are from David's, and patent black flats are from a cottage-country dollar store - romantic walks in the city mean carrying a pair of comfy flats in your bag!

Bag: Chanel, vintage

Come In, Come Out Tonight.

In today's outfit I really feel as though I am a fictional character out of an early 19th century novel who has an extremely distinguished royal title and a stable full of the horses and such. Alas, this is obviously not the case, but it is sometimes good fun to play dress up and live out certain silly fantasies like the aforementioned one.
The Pink Tartan blazer I'm wearing is a recent purchase and one which I do not regret in the slightest. Everything about it is absolute perfection - the fit, the cut, the texture, the colour, the weight. I feel as though I'll be getting some proper mileage out of a piece like this in the coming winter months. The skirt, on the other hand, has been sitting in my closet for longer than I care to recall. It's not that I don't love it (I do, hence the reason it hasn't gone to consignment or the bin yet), it's more that I can't actually walk with my normal gait in it. The weird, fishtail-like hem on this skirt, while flattering, is shockingly restricting at the knees and as such is just not something I can manage to tolerate for longer than a few hours at a time - my upcoming closet reorganization extravaganza just may be its final death knell.
Speaking of restricting garments, I most definitely won't be wearing anything of the sort this upcoming weekend, as I have a billion and one things to do (figuratively speaking of course) and only 48 hours to do them. First on my agenda is a direly needed hair appointment tomorrow morning, meaning Monday morning's photos won't feature my unsightly re-growth, which is always a plus in my books.On that note, G and I have some really exciting stuff planned for next week's photos (including the Colour Challenge 08) which I honestly can't wait for all of you to see. It'll be a very conceptual week, which we have not done yet on Modern Guilt, so be sure to check back bright and early on Monday to see what we have in store.

Wishing everyone a wonderful, happy and of course chic weekend!

Wearing

Blazer: Pink Tartan

Skirt: Club Monaco

Shoes: Aldo