It’s Day 4. Andy Murray is safely through to the third round and there’s already been at least one ‘who’s got the shiniest bouncy hair in the spectators’ box?’ article in the national press. Welcome to Wimbledon fortnight ladies and gentlemen – thirteen days of bronzed rippling muscles, the world’s most expensive strawberries and Clare Balding’s open air studio-proof hair. So far the elements have been kind and there hasn’t been too much in the way of upset, in fact if anything, with a handful of Brits still standing as we approach the middle weekend, it’s looking unnervingly good.
Consequently the biggest news story has been the snipping off of several inches of Kate Middleton’s chestnut tresses and her Dolce & Gabbana spotted dress (what, the future queen and patron of the AELTC wearing Italian designers? Outrage!). However before the end of this week I hope to have seen a suited and booted Bradley Cooper in the royal box and at least one first generation Beckham.
I live in South West London where Wimbledon fever starts in mid June. I can’t avoid getting excited as every shop and restaurant within five miles of the All England Lawn Tennis Club dangle balls and strawberries in their windows and claim ownership of Andy Murray. I love it. I’m rubbish at tennis so I just watch it. As regular followers of this blog will know, I’m a big fan of the predominantly white rule at this tournament, its Ralph Lauren style one of the many things that sets it apart as arguably the best dressed tournament on the circuit. You don’t hear the players moaning that white kit shows all the dirt so I’ve decided that secretly they all love it. This year, I’m going a step further and encouraging this same rule.
Controversial I know. but hear me out because the more I see of it the more I believe that for all the ‘I’ve got small children and it’s soo impractical/What if I spill red wine down my front’ arguments against, there are just as many reasons for it and you don’t not wear knitwear because it shrinks easily/gets eaten by moths/goes bobbly on the boob do you? Head to toe white looks really fresh and surprisingly effortless – white goes with everything and a variation of it suits everyone, especially in the summer. I admit winter whites are challenging but summer whites are stylish, simple and classy – it didn’t stop you wearing white Levi’s as a teen did it? No it didn’t, so give it a go.
I’ve picked four lovely street style looks which can be recreated without too much bother with pieces you may even have in your wardrobe already but wouldn’t think (or dare) to put together. All can be worn at work (no sticky fingers there unless you’re a nursery teacher or erm, an ice-cream van man) and all will transition from daytime to evening with some finishing touches such as statement earrings or colour pop shoes (see last blog!)
The pretty white dress should be a staple in any summer arsenal, how you style it is up to you. The pieces above will work with flip flops and a pompom basket bag but also dressed up with delicate necklaces and bracelets and embellished shoes.
Finally, there’s no doubt that Wimbledon without Serena Williams is a rather halfhearted Wimbledon in terms of sartorial interest (she’s still training but at six months gone even she can’t shift around a court as she might like). Hopefully next year she’ll be back, aces a-plenty and baby in kit bag, to wow us with her power and unique accessories styling. In the meantime, I’d like to think that if Serena Williams was a shirt, she’d be this amazing one from River Island…
Have a great weekend everyone. Go Andy…