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Sunday; a wonderful weekend, we even managed to escape the City for a few hours. Refreshing our lungs with West countryside air, we stopped at Barrow Wake viewpoint on the way to Worcester. It overlooks Gloucestershire and it’s name derives from the Iron Age burial that was discovered here in 1879.

Clearly very attached to my vintage duster, I wear it with my new Nike Flash Pagasus running shoes, which are so comfortable for everyday wear, I am reluctant to exhaust them with punishing running miles.

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Weekends are back and from now onwards, they are true to their definition. With no more awkward and unsociable shifts, the working week ends and two days of lazy mornings, self-indulgence and impromptu eventualities begin.

With a late start, we leisurely strolled around Alexandra Park, slightly bemused by the juxtaposing crunching leaves and 20 degree heat.
Cliché, I know, but the temperamental British weather brings great difficulty to our transitional wardrobes. For those well past summer trends, the mild autumnal sunshine leaves us sweating in our woollen coats but reluctantly avoiding the lurking winter shade when removed.
A conundrum one may think, but I have a solution, in the form of a lightweight duster coat.
Even better, a vintage Ralph Lauren, lightweight duster coat.
Frittering in the mirror of the vintage shop, toying over whether the coat would see much day light in the up coming winter months, I decided to purchase this classic piece anyway.

And a good decision it was. Nearly the hottest first weekend of November since records began, the coat and I (oh and the boyfriend) enjoyed the mild temperatures.

Our parkland walk led us to the Broadway, where we spent the rest of the day, mostly mooching and munching…
We stopped at the Crocodile Cafe to indulge in their hearty cakes and archaic Victorian books they had stacked upon the book shelves.
I am also very pleased to have discovered two vintage shops in Avenue Mews- Can’t Buy Me Love and Cha Cha Cha, in which I will be returning to, on the hunt for a winter coat!

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A symbolism to feminism, the culottes have rebelled against social convention throughout history. That revolutionary split in the skirt meant the straddle could be achieved, whether on horseback or a bicycle, the practicality gave women freedom and empowerment in times of male dominance.
The styles we wear today reinforce the feminist values of our ancestral women- we are dynamic, practical and unbound by fitted styles that benefit the male gaze. Free from straight jacket dresses, mummy wrapped midis and don’t bend over mini skirts. You can breathe out now, skip the fake tan and revel in the fact that you didn’t shave your legs because, the culottes are functional and free-spirited, yet so elegantly feminine.

Making these culottes was such a pleasure. By pattern manipulation, I invigoratingly flared out the leg, lowered the crotch and loosened the hips. Using a polyester suiting fabric meant the trouser leg draped well, yet kept their flared silhouette. A days work, with neatly finished seams, a concealed zip and an ethereal fit that flatters my shape; these culottes have become an enshrinement in my wardrobe. With the changing of seasons, shirts and crops can be replaced with slouchy knits to pair.
So with the last few days of autumnal sunshine I present my culottes… In daytime casual, I pair them with a striped knit and pointed flats, whilst emulating Parisian chic after mon petite déjeuner on the Champs-Elysees (or the Streets of Manchester, close enough right?). And for twilight cocktails, the pointed heels are strapped on and the checked shirt buttoned up, I feel sophisticated and grown up.. after all I am 22 years old now, its about time.

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Harmonious with macaroon coloured walls of Portmierion, this pastel co-ord I made was the perfect outfit for a mannerly meander through the romantic village.

Simple, soft and clean cut- I tailored a fit and flare skirt with a box flared crop using a light scuba fabric.

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