Farmers wife?

Having spent a week in Crown Coroners Court on juror service I have had to dress accordingly and with respect to the Coroner. Oh how I like a challenge.

Although on Tuesday I did somewhat look like I should have been in a farmers house gathering everyone for dinner after a successful hunting trip.

Dressed in my vintage Aquascutum pencil skirt that I got from HighFashionSociety.com (do check the website out- full of lovely vintage items from Chanel to McQueen), teamed with a simple navy polo neck from Zara, I added my Burberry Trench coat as it was raining (no surprise there) and my Yves Saint Laurent Tribtoo's in brown nappa (yes, I do have other shoes but the red soles).

The court most probably thought i'd come to defend some poor farmers piece of land.

Très chic.

I blame the spasticated hand on the weight of my Birkin.

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Trench coat for those rainy days (all 355 of them)

New shoe alert!

Orange really stands out in a grey London. So I've learnt.

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Pizza wear

Off out with a friend to our usual Sunday haunt; Ciro's Pizza Pomodoro in Knightsbridge, I chose my super tight Jitrois leather trousers (perfect trousers for a night indulging in carbs wouldn't you think). 

I wore my see through white shirt which was a bargain from New York. 

To add a bit of bling I added my recently purchased Van Cleef and Arpels Alhambra necklace and bracelet (to be honest I try to wear these jewels with every single outfit I wear, even yoga...)

As it is still near freezing outside I wore my camel cape from Joseph along with my Raccoon fur stole.

The shoes of choice was, as always, my nude Louboutin Highness.

Many more Sundays like these and I will soon have to auction off my leather trousers.

Dressed for carbs

Camel cape. Every wardrobe should have one.

My Magic Alhambra. I love you.

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