I'm never usually a neon, but this season spares sumptuous exceptions. The popping brights have clambered up the style ladder and earnt a prestigious place amongst my garms, sitting both lavishy and comfortably.
Ciate nails eased me into the trend with a warm welcome of tangerines, limes and lemons. Speed Dial 023, Big Yellow Taxi and Mohtio mixed with an aztec monochrome midi released my initial acceptance, swiftly followed for the need of this fluro number. (orange knit) Post Somerset House Street papping lead me to dive into the depths of swift fashion...yes Oxford Street. Zara, Topshop, Forever 21 and a few glossy mags later, i found myself eyeing up everything electric. Neon necklaces and acrylic box bags introduced the season with a reminder that their is a spring glow reluctantly awakening despite the frost and snow. The tangerine cosy has already revived and alerted a stir of style and allowed me to go back to garms id stuffed to the darks and depths of my wardrobe - featured here with a Zara stud collar shirt, disco pants, Ebay-envy-bargain-Bowler and my trusty cropped studded cowboys from a trip across the pond to the fabulous NYC. A touch of luxe with my Mulberry purse, Michael Kors watch and classic Wayfarers (orignals borrowed from my Modfather!)
I cant wait to team this bright with my fave cow boy embroidered denim shirt, or with my new powder blue oriental-lace Topshop skinny cigarette trousers for some popping candy action!