Myths & Minimalism

Next weekend I'm going to the Secret Garden Party festival, where fantasy comes to life, trees and woodland become harp strings as a musical backdrop, and a carnival colours the sky. The encouraged theme this year is greek mythology and arabian nights, and this summons up exotic colours and ice white dessert ideas. It's a colour that I once stereotyped and judged, assuming it to have a chav staple and sin. But thankfully my rainbow of tastes has curved to accomodate different colours and styles recently. And thanks to designers such as Damir Doma, I've been blinded by the art of white minimalist bliss and behaviour. His collections encapsulate light and movement through mesh and pockets that practically take over the tops and open them up to constantly evolving shapes. Gladiator sandals and male leggings vacuum form the male physique in a romantic but powerful manner, giving me the impression of gods that have been sand kissed and whirled into shape in the dessert. There's something stripped down and spiritual to the coffee cream layers that really inspire me. And while I've got a way to go confidence wise before I can sport an 'all white affair', my asymmetric mesh and cotton top from All Saints is certainly a start.