Style Memories : The Classics

I dug these photo's out from the my time in NYC.
I feel as though I should apologise for the all the photo's from when I was over there but I made so many great memories I felt it would be rude not to.
My top (which I had to change due to a monstrous downpour) the black one is Brandy Melville, the white one I am unsure.
My jeans are ASOS and are hands down my most well worn jeans, the ridley highwaisted jeans.  They have lasted so well, sure they've faded a bit but the amount of worn them I am surprised they haven't fallen apart!
The coat is from Burberry, the classic black trench which got soaking WET! I felt worse about the coat getting wet than I was bothered about me.
The boots are from Russell and Bromley, they have seen me through one winter and I'm certain they'll see me though many more to come. This outfit is defiantly made up of classics that I have worn time and time again and I will certainly wear more them in times to come.
...and when the sun finally came out, obviously my sunglasses went straight on.
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Style Memories: London

I took these photos when I had first moved to London around October time, myself and a friend took a trip to Kensington Gardens and thought it would be fun to take some snaps. It was a classic autumnal day, the air was crisp and clear and it wasn't cold enough for bare legs (huraaah!).
My dress is one I've owned for a while, I got it on sale in Topshop about 2 years ago and paired it with a cropped jumper from H&M and an oversized black coat from Zara.
My mum has engrained colour in me from a young age so I couldn't go all out monochrome, I love long socks peeking out so I dug out a suitable autumnal pair and my blue Fiorelli bag. Looking back I wish I had gone with a black or raspberry coloured bag to tie in with my socks!
This is generally about as formal as it gets during the day time for me as if I wear a dress in the day its usually with trainers (not ashamed).
I love this outfit as it reminds me of my first couple of months in London, a nervous first year trying to find my feet and trying to remember which tubes to get on! It also reminds me of how much I have evolved since living in the city...basically I now remember which tubes to get on.

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Style Memories : Paris

 Now a trip to probably my second favourite city in the world, Paris! I am always so in love with this city every time I visit, everything is just too beautiful. I have frequented this city a fair few times now but these pictures where from my 18th birthday, my mum had whisked me away for a long weekend in the city. We fell into many sugar traps on our travels, be it Angelina's hot chocolate or the Macaroons at Laduree I alway's get so excited for the food when I'm in France. 
One of my favourite places to go is the Place de le Concorde, the green and gold fountains and lamp posts just encapsulate Paris for me (and of course remind me of The Devil Wears Prada). Every time I visit I always get a picture sat on one of the fountains.  
For this outfit I'm wearing my French connection coat, it has a slight military style to it with the gold buttons either side which I really like. I paired it with some Zara leggings and my trusty Topshop Mighty boots... RIP, you served me well. 
Im unsure where the top is from, but my scarf is from ZARA, and I'm quickly learning from looking back at these pictures is that you cannot go wrong with a scarf from Zara! 
Last but not least my RB's, I try to branch out to other brands of sunnies but I just can't!

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Style Memories: NYC

I have taken a couple of looks from this series from my time in NYC, I defiantly felt exceptionally comfortable there. I love how the vibe changes from each neighbourhood, as you move from the grunge of the west village, to the laid back streets of soho up to the prim upper east side the city changes before your eyes.

I defiantly related to the street style of soho, it was just so simple and easy, like they had woken up and threw it on and I LOVE THAT.
As cringe as it sounds, it was a defining fashion moment for me as I realised as much as I would love to be perfectly turned out every day with a beautiful blow out and a cat eye, it's just not me (I like a lie in) well at least 360 days of the year... but Soho told me that was OK. So in true downtown style, I took these photos In Brooklyn overlooking the skyline on the most b-e-a-utifully crystal clear day.

For this outfit threw on my ripped jeans, battered well loved converse, brandy melville top (which I discovered on my first trip to NYC at 16, I thought it was only right) Topshop coat, Marc Jacobs bag and Zara scarf.

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Style Memories

I'll be honest, I really hate the word 'fashion'. To me it implies trend based, seasonal clothing. Now you could argue this is a huge contradiction as I am a lover of fashion, clothes, designers and all that entails, I just hate the word. But as my friends would also argue I'm never really 'on trend' or 'in fashion' but I don't see this as a slight, if anything I try to take it as a compliment and that I've cultivated my own style.
However I know this isn't truthful, it's the warm fuzzy lie that I would like to make a cold hard truth but however as a 19 year old girl Its of my personal belief I can't of cultivated my own style just yet as I simply haven't been around for long enough, I'm still playing around with shapes, colours and cuts trying to find what works.
I am exceptionally envious of those who just know exactly what works for them and have their own style engrained in them as some sort of DNA chromosome. My friend Kassia for example, I can literally go into any store and you will find me saying "that just so Kassia".  Maybe I don't see my own style because I'm, well... me?

From this odd and jumbled though process I have created 'Style Memories'.  It's a bit of an odd one, especially for me as I try to shy away from typical 'fashion' posts, as much as I love clothes there are many people out there who do it so much better than ever could, sorry I mean can, but this doesn't stop me from trying to put my own spin on it or having a good crack. I was flicking through my photo library and realised how many outfits I had put together in the past and how I now I associate them with a certain memory, time or place.

I won't lie, it is random and it is jumbled. However it's something a bit different and allows me to share some pictures I haven't before and re-visit some of my favourite posts.

Now I'm going to start right at the beginning, from where I started this blog. Portugal. Myself and 2 other girlfriends had gone away together and they both convinced me to start this so I though it was fitting.

These posts and especially this outfit is more about the memory rather the actual pieces, but I love it all the same.

Who can resist the beautiful tiled streets of Portugal?
I threw on this tee, which is Ellie's and my trusty Topshop striped high waitsters with my battered converse and ray-bans.


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