Style gets Luce.

But I'm definitely feeling 25! So once again my life has flipped full circle in a dramatic/ stressful month or so!  After signing for a brand new flat I was told the completion date was going to be delayed for 3 weeks,  therefore leading me to sofa surfing for nearly a month. (Not the way to live the glamorous life I always hoped for) but I did get to play with two of my best friends for a month = a lot of wine and chocolate. But now I'm in FINALLY and although without internet (hence the lack of blog posts) I am finally settled! My only issues at the moment are that I have one wardrobe and an extreme level of OCD taking over incase I break or ruin anything! So after a few weeks of...in a blatant way...trying to hold my s**t together, I went from feeling all Ross Geller to... "Yaaaaaaaay!!" I now have just come home from a long weekend in London celebrating my birthday...where I have turned a quarter of a century (Or 21 if anyone asks) but I g...

I probably shouldn't say this as an avid Fashion lover but when it is the time of year that the world is taken over by Fashion week I get a little frustrated by how people in the industry are presented/present themselves.  Fashion on all levels is one of the most vain industries to work in, but fashion week to me seems to highlight all of the negatives about our true love.  Every year the same things happen; - Someone high up will dramatically quit their job i.e. someone usually from net-a-porter or Vogue - A petition to ban skinny models will start - Kate Moss and Sienna Miller will start hanging out again - A celebrity will mess up their collection and ruin themselves - One weird and wonderful trend will arise. Don't get me wrong I love Fashion Week, I love the new clothes, the new models launching into the limelight, the mistakes and the collection winners. But my favourite part of Fashion Week is the street style.  Yes everyone has seen the ...