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But honestly. Hobnob is a safe space for women who prefer iced coffee over a perfectly curated wardrobe. It’s is a daycare center for women who are intrigued by trends, but also don’t care. It is an open bar for those who swear on vintage Chanel and whose pension funds hang in their closets.
So, I don’t know if it’s the global pandemic that has affected my style (writing this I realize that it obviously is) or if I am just not that into clothes right now (it’s definitely not that) but I am feeling so torn style-wise right now. What do I like? What do I look good in? Of course I know all that, really, so the question I should be asking myself is
That brings out question number two and here is where things are getting interesting, so grab your popcorn.
I mean, in my honest opinion I don’t think I really could since I almost always dress how I feel. But nowadays I feel as if I am failing a lot. However, when I do succeed, I do think I bring something to the table (what is the table anyway, the world? social media?). And all of a sudden, getting dressed is like racing with myself in a competition I an juding. How F-ed up is that?
Before posting my style on Instagram was my job I considered myself having both personal style and integrity. Now sometimes I feel as all I am left with is self-doubt. If I just could trust in myself, and my fashion gut if you like, I could never be boring because I’d be doing me. So why can’t I?
I removed Instagram and went rogue. Back to www. I browsed the internet to try to find the answer to this. But this time, the solution cannot be found in a Shopping Cart at neither Vestiaire, Zara nor Net-a-Porter. And thank the lord because truth be told I can not afford it.
The solution must be finding the spark in things I’ve liked but forgotten. Like when you clean out your closet and find that perfect shirt or blazer and just like a postcard it reminds you of all the great times and outfit you had wearing it. So I started searching and found old Céline. Which at the time when Pheobe Philo was the Creative Director never really was my favorite designer (I know it’s like cursing in church) since I really am more of a Prada gal.
Céline Fall 2012.
I started with the season of Fall 2012. 8 years ago. I remember how shocked people were about Pheobe Philo mixing pink and red like this. It’s absolutely forbidden!! they yelled. She didn’t care and neither did I. I realized that not only did I like the combination of red and pink but I also liked how it upset people.
Just thinking about it makes me excited.
Céline Resort 2015.
Just looking at these amazing knit creations make me remember all the great knitting I have in my closet. Knitted dresses and boots. Just as simple as that. 100% cool, 0% boring.
Céline Resort 2016.
Seeing this now and then just confirms what I’ve always known. Pajamas are not only for the hours you spend sleeping. Tied together with another shirt or layered with oversized chinos and trenchcoats they are true closet heroes.
Not all heroes wear capes. They wear (old Céline) pajamas.
Céline Resort 2017
A bit darker than the lookbook above but for sure a collection that has made my love for suits grow and still do til this day. The fit of those loose trousers and that perfect tailored but still very androgyne blazer is what I always look for in a suit.
Céline Pre-Fall 2017
OK BRB AWAY DIGGING UP MY BERETS.
Plaid, berets, shirts and capes. Never boring, just splendid.
Céline Fall 2017
This collection could be now, I swear to you. Pheope Philo had it going 2017.
See these looks are simple, but so appealing. They have the volume, the textures, the surprising elements. Everything that I like about fashion and always end up trying to interpret into my own styleiverse (lame or cool merge?).
See, I’d told you that in the end of this story I’d feel better about myself.
Céline Pre-Fall 2018
The last Old Céline collection, but it might also have been the best one. Contrasting leather, layered jackets, pleat balloon trousers and voluminous silhouettes. True poetry to my oh fuck it I’ll just wear jeans and a t-shirt today because I just don’t manage to put on something else-ears.
Getting into a competition with the premonitions that one might fail has never made a winner. Being an elite athlete teenager thought me that. The ante is just an outfit, but stakes are my confidence. Oh fudge it, I’m just gonna have to go all-in, aren’t I?
Fanny Ekstrand is a writer, creative consultant and founder of Hobnob. She says she is the master of vintage shopping and knows all the pasta dishes in the world.
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i can absolutely relate – and now i too am going to search through the internet for inspiration to like the clothing i already have, thank you Fanny.
So happy you liked it! Thank you for taking the time and telling us so. It really is a good way to see your wardrobe again. X F
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omg! this article is absolutely right! I had the same thoughts and questions during the lockdown, and now that I change the summer to winter wardrobe, that actually is one of my favorites seasons, there’s like so manyyyy combinations plus accessories (such as hats, scarfs, berets, etccc…). I think I’ve just lost the main point. well anyway, i just wanted to say how true and overwhelming this time is and how can someone like could lost their “fashion instinct” to say it that way, but as you said at the end just fudge it! Pheobe Philo was right about it.
så inspirerande text!!