The J. Crew Perfect Shirt
Travelling alone as a fashion blogger has its own idiosyncratic set of difficulties. Photos, they must be taken. Bags, they must be packed, and that's before the battle of zipping them up. Clothing demands a delicate touch: there's a fine line between 'je ne sais quoi' and 'I don't own an iron right now'. And while your tripod turns green with envy - or worse, rust - as it lolls in its case at home, improvisations must be made.
So it was to this end that I found myself toddling along Venice Beach this week, hoping to find somewhere sand-free to rest $2000 of equipment. At waist height, obviously. A tall rock, perhaps? A palm tree stump? A pile of discarded $2 pizza boxes? But behind a circle of bohemian drummers that sounded as unsavoury as they smelled, a mirage appeared. Lifeguard huts!
I set my camera precariously on the edge of a pastel blue handrail. Who needs a tripod? Not me.
(PS: This J. Crew Perfect Shirt is way too big for me, since I bought it second-hand in a size L. But the fabric is just so soft, and the colour so, well, perfect, that I wear it all the time. I know where I'm going the next time I need a well-cut shirt...highly recommend.)