It is a wrap in Venice.
In more ways that one.
An observation about Venice – for all the strength of the terracotta, there are an equally abundant amount of pastel shades.
I see in ‘colour groupings’, I am not sure when and how it started, but when I am out and about that is how my brain works. I notice colours, how they relate to each other and the placement of them against each other. It is the same for the exteriors as it is the interiors.
When I edit images I combine them in colour ways rather than subject matter much of the time. I like to mix the decorative photographs with the architectural shots and then relate them to fashion. I am not sure it makes much sense but visually I find this blend appealing.
As pastel and pretty as she was, Venice was chilly.
The skies were crystal clear most of the time but the days and particularly the evenings were cold.
I want to tell you about my next best piece; after the sweater dress I have a crush on the knitted wrap and the poncho style wrap. It was never an item I held in much regard. Don’t ask me why; I have no idea. Now I can’t wrap up or wear these woollens enough.
Maybe I am late to this particular poncho party but better late than never, right?
As an aside I have had a residual resentment towards the poor wrap; it wasn’t the wrap’s fault. Adolescent memories of a not particularly kind art teacher who was renowned in the most part for her wearing of the poncho style wrap left me vowing never to wear anything without armholes, ever.
Times have changed and I have finally managed to overcome my phobia ;)
This season the woollen wrap is being worn with much and makes a practical change from a tailored jacket. I wore mine over the sweater dress and with the pants. I even wore it over a puffer vest and leather leggings. The layering looks super cute and it is easy to pull on and off when inside and outdoors. I received so many compliments I started to wonder whether the “challenging” art teacher was onto something. I wear these wraps at home and I am wearing them as outerwear in London with the whole cashmere casual look or with the more formal outfits.
All I know is I am never going anywhere without one again; talk about converted. xv
It’s A Wrap
images of venice, clementine davis