Consoler Of The Lonely

One of my guilty admissions is the convict-creep into a friends' wardrobe when they're away to seek out styles that I'd never usually consider. My brother back home is a lover of punk, and his clothes are just as striking as the tattoos that landscape his body; and in a past post I weighted myself with his biker jacket that looked like a weathered animalistic shell of sorts. But thankfully my flatmate in London doesn't quite go to the extremity with this clothing form of leather weaponry, with a light jacket that has equal darkened pop. It's very much on my 'to buy list', because there's suprising charm in toughening up Spring with a jacket like I'm wearing below. Wearing a H&M jumper underneath that looks like smooth slate, the clash of hard and soft collages into something wonderful. And a designer who I can't get enough of recently that mirrors this is Damir Doma; the layer-upon-layer of earthy textures creates the idea of a weathered traveller with secrets, tales and intrigue within the style and threads. It's dark but also inviting; a vibe I'm set to convey next week on a photoshoot with the always creative Constance Phillips. I've posted some gothic inspiration of the gothic graveyard concept we're going to try and bring to life, and will post the images as soon as they're done.