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cinematic style - Natasha Richardson in The Parent Trap


So many different things have led to this moment. The release of Diana, for one, which has me thinking about how much the style in this movie referenced that 'Sloane Ranger' put-together-ness - although I guess if you were blonde and upper middle class in the 90s you probably couldn't escape a Diana reference, could you? I read an article about Emma Thompson writing Sense and Sensibility, and how the parts of the sisters was originally intended for Natasha and Joey Richardson (but Ang Lee, genius that he is, insisted that Emma play the role of Elinor, and wasn't that movie just... perfect?) And then, finally, the clincher. I watched Love Actually on the weekend. And I was struck, as I always am now, by Liam Neeson's storyline, and how eerily it foreshadowed real life. Liam Neeson was married to Natasha Richardson, and she passed away after a skiing accident in 2009. All of these things have reminded me both how much I loved Natasha Richardson and how much I loved her in The Parent Trap, a movie I probably watched at weekly intervals between the ages of 8 (I first saw it at my birthday party that year!) and, well.... 22.

I think it's becoming abundantly clear that I am knee-deep in a 90s revival at the moment. I can't stop wearing overalls, and denim shirts, and birkenstocks, and cami dresses, and ray ban sunglasses. But that's a kind of contempo-casual 90s look, the kind of Angela Chase, lip-liner look of the fresh-faced 90s babes of Smash Hits. There's another side of me that revels - has always revelled, really - in the ice-cold, oil-slick city chic of girls like CBK and, of course, her British counterpart, Diana. On the New York side it is a world of corduroy, camel coats and iron-straight hair. For the brit-girls it is maybe just a slick more polished; a veritable smorgasbord of taupe and beige, a-line shift dresses and sensible court shoes. Yes, pantyhose too. That's maybe taking it just a step too far for me.

Natasha's wardrobe in this movie is everything. It is the definition of chic, right down to the smallest touches  - those delicate gold chains that sit at just the right point on her chest bone, her bamboo-handle gucci bag, her slim watch with tobacco-coloured band, the umbrella that perfectly matches her outfit. The first thousand hundred times I watched this movie I never really noticed, maybe because I was more interested in trying to learn that handshake, or crying my eyes out, or wishing beyond anything that I had a secret twin sister. But when I watch it now I can't stop looking at how, well, put together she is. There's no other word for it. Even when she's losing the plot she is still a vision in camel and curlers. Drunk and delirious after her first plane ride in years, she is still absolutely remarkable in an ivory skirt suit with silk blouse and matching trench coat. I mean, who looks like that when they've just stepped off a plane, even in First Class? I think the great thing about the costumes in this movie was that they both played to and played off the stereotypes of that era. Dennis Quaid was almost overly masculine, a laid-back Californian guy in denim blues and chest hair. And Natasha was his opposite, buttoned up (but not uptight), put together (but in an elegant, not controlled way), a British girl with style and class and sophistication. These were stereotypes, but, as is often the case with stereotypes, they were also real life. Dennis Quaid really was that overly masculine, laid-back guy, Natasha Richardson really was that phenomenally chic English Rose. Costume by definition, of course, doesn't require that its actors understand or even believe in its vision. But it certainly helps.

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midas touch




The perfect golden bangle - Sienna Miller for New York Magazine // The perfect slim barette - unknown // The perfect delicate anklet - Miranda Kerr for Rag and Bone // The perfect ring, maybe even a set of stacked petite grand ones - unknown // the perfect golden crop (maybe not this one) - Marilyn Monroe in Life magazine

Dreaming of tiny little slivers of gold for summer.

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slip



A week in this Hong Kong heat and I've shed all the scales of a red-cheeked winter and embraced the bare-armed beauty of a wet, humid summer instead. I bought a dress (the first once since my 21st, but who's counting?) and I've been wearing it non-stop with nothing to accompany it but the whisper of a gold bracelet and wet hair and a pair of wingtipped sunglasses and I've been going about my work here without a care in the world because there's nothing better than bare legs and a bit of a breeze when everyone else is dreading the heat. 

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alchemy



My jewellery of choice at the moment is celebrating gold in all of its forms. A pair of line earrings - little slivers of things - and the most delicate of conch ear cuffs have been permanently attached from my ears since they arrived in a parcel all the way from New York. I've been pairing them with very little else - except for my beloved PetiteGrand custom bracelet. The HR hangs low from my wrist, an extra special, extra lovely piece of gold that is so much a part of me now that I don't even notice that it's there. Just as good jewellery ought to be.

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letters

1 // 2

Yeah, I was that girl. The one that wanted a nameplate necklace. The one that wore ghetto gold jewellery for fun and never took her treasured bits and pieces off. Well, since I never got my nameplate necklace (although I did get some treasured bits and pieces) I feel like now is as good a time as any to indulge. I love the PetiteGrand custom collection, just in time for christmas gifting, where you can get a classic gold chain, or bracelet, or drop earrings adorned with your initials. And, as someone with two first initials, this is the perfect chance to fulfill all those childhood desires for name necklaces that didn't just have H or R on them, but both.

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one


A bracelet you'd never take off, not even to have a shower, not even to wash the dishes, not even to make gingerbread, not even to paint your nails, not even to take the rubbish out, not even at kid's birthday parties, not even at the beach, not even in an exam, not even if it didn't go with your outfit (but it would always go with your outfit, always), not even to make sausage rolls, not even to sleep, not even to live. The one. (and that name! was it made for me or something?)

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love

 one // two // three

One of my best friends has a Cartier love bracelet. It's golden and simple and true, it doesn't mess around and it never leaves her wrist. It has history - as all love bracelets ought to have if they possibly can, this isn't the kind of thing you can buy for yourself, at least not when you're 21 and they cost $4000 - and significance, and it was a bitch to get on: the both of us sitting on my bed, me twisting her arm around so I could get that tiny little screw driver into the hinge. We must have looked funny, the two of us, an unlikely pair. But it hasn't changed my love of the bracelet. One day, not now but one day (maybe on the same day I stroll up to the Repossi boutique in the place Vendome and buy myself a diamond-encrusted ear cuff) I'll have a Cartier love bracelet. It's an old idea, that you should wear something that's locked to you to show that you're someone else's. I'm not sure I agree with that, not really, not even in the depths of my romanticism. My friend actually got hers from her father, and I've got another who received one from a sister and vice versa. Wearing something that celebrates love, because you love it, because someone loves you, now that I can get behind.

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something for the weekend


If only all weekends looked like this. 

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