Remember, “The Tide Is High” and “Call Me”?
She was older, cooler and way more naughty than even my wildest dreams but I danced and sang to her music, not to mention the embarrassing karaoke, for a significant part of my growing up.
Blondie was the queen of leather, when leather was for “real” bikers.
I remember her style, she was way ahead of her time and I never imagined I would wear anything vaguely similar to Blondie; long distance respect and appreciation for her wild girl was one thing, my deep down conservatism another.
As a young girl I was much more conservative and risk adverse than I am today; thankfully my confidence has grown with the years.
This is a rather long way about of admitting a love for leather leggings.
Yes, I am late to the party. Originally I feared they were not for me and more for my daughters; more for the Blondie types out there with the bravery to really rock them. Ok, well I found my inner Blondie a couple of years ago and I have never looked back. They are my go-to everything pant in winter and depending on how I accessorise them, the leather leggings have pretty much been everywhere with me.
There is no such thing as not being able to wear them; it’s all about how you wear them.
I never wear them without a jacket, long shirt, turtleneck or sweater covering the top. I like them worn with a longer line sweater or shirt and blazer or coat. That’s me; I prefer my back covered.
I wear them with sneakers, with trainers, with mules and with heels for dressing up. I have worn them with a tuxedo jacket, a woollen blazer and a 3/4 overcoat and not to mention the army jacket. That is my constant combination; leather leggings, turtleneck, Stan Smith’s and the khaki jacket. I like the full leathers and also the leggings that have leather on the front and fabric on the back. I have pretty much worn out my J.Crew versions and have been looking for something similar. I finally found them.
I believe as long as our confidence shines and we are able to interpret fashion to suit our physical selves then never say, never. I have banished the “too young” from my vocabulary and am focusing on the “what suits”.
Leather leggings, I think I love you. xv
Finding The Inner “Blondie”
image, deborah harry