I was considered weird in my early teens in 90’s Gorton, Manchester. I dressed like an untidy boy and listened to weird out of tune music by a band called Nirvana. Then by my late teens ‘Grunge’ had hit all parts of Britain and I was cool apparently. These days with grunge being a popular look for off duty models there’s a legion of teens giving a damn about not looking like they give a dam. Irony upon irony.
I do alternate my style for different seasons and occasions but I always come back to some variation of this. I’ve piled it all on today as it’s so cold. If only I’d bought a leather jacket big enough to fit over the top!
Necklace Customized from 4 old broken ones
Tee My blokes old vintage T-shirt
CheckedShirt On long term loan from my Dad
7 For All MankindJeans £2.00 from charity shop (£200 new)
I call these collages Style-Boards which I’ve been creating since last year. I recently started to put them in my scrapbook (the endearingly jumbled kind like my Mum saved her recipes and knitting patterns in , not the trendily templated and stickered variety) but friends said they were too nice to hide away. I’ve decided from now I’m going to display them on my wardrobe doors for everyday fash-spiration instead. Here they are newest first: