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1940s Indulgence & 35mm Love


Hello you lovely lot.

So it’s Christmas Eve, Eve, Eve and although I’m not particularly feeling the Christmas spirit this year, I do feel extremely joyous – particularly when I get to blog about something as divine as this dress!

I ordered this dress from Collectif Clothing during one of their recent sales, and I had been admiring it from afar for ages. The thing is, I’m a 1950s vixen and love swing dresses to the point of worry (you really don’t want to see my wardrobe), so delving into the 40s was something I was wary of. The cut of 1940 dresses are quite unforgiving and I’m not one who likes VBO on me, but I couldn’t pass up on the opportunity to nab this during the sale. 

I’m happy to say, I absolutely love this dress! I felt like a bit of a movie star in it. The button and pleated detail are gorgeous and I adore the deep Forrest Green colour; yes it clings, but not to the point where I felt uncomfortable and that’s always the most important thing. I wore this dress to visit my lovely friend Hanna. Her building is the whitest I’ve ever seen so thought it would be the perfect backdrop to show the colour of the dress and to show the detail better.
Dress and Belt: Collectif Clothing
Tights: Boots
The gorgeous button and pleat detail <3
We then headed to a beautifully foggy Hampstead Heath, where I got my nerd on and took a bunch of pictures. I brought along my baby Olympus TRIP (35mm all the way!), but as I’m yet to get those developed, the ones below are from my Lumix, and are unedited. You could say I was a tad overdressed for the day ;p
My weapons of choice.
Golders Hill Pergola, such a stunning place. I'm thinking Spring outfit pics...

This will be my last post before Christmas, so just want to wish you guys an amazing Christmas. Make sure you eat a ton and I can’t wait to see what you all wear for the day – I’ll be sharing mine!

‘til next time.


Love and hugs,
Isha 

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