A new blogger, an old stylist

I've been planning to write a blog for months. Originally it was the idea of Late (the guy who helped me to create my own pink-monochrome business cards), but only now that I finally embarrassed myself, talking to myself, out loud, publicly, about fashion I knew it was the time to create a blog.

So here we are. I don't think I would be capable of having enough thoughts to write this blog if I hadn't been to London College of Fashion and been taught by the woman I appreciate the most when it comes to style: Polly. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be a personal fashion stylist, but I also would be still wondering why the beautiful LBD from Hugo Boss looked fabulous on my sister, but just plain wrong on my mom, even in right sizes. Now I know: fabric is king (more about the dress and HB later). Choosing the right color, style and focus points are just guidelines. They are there to play with. But pre-Polly, I had already been styling for years. I thought I knew something about fashion, about building interesting outfits and playing with pieces. I still know (or at least am supposed to know) loads about fashion but now there is just one aspect more to the game: right fabric. You'll be hearing about this A LOT.

But now that it's almost mid-summer fest here in Finland, I need to go pack to go to my parent's summer cottage. I'll need something reasonably slouchy, but still balanced and cheery. I.e. something suitable for a party where one wears no make-up and hops in and out of the lake. I'll be taking my Princess Tam Tam bikinis..