In hopes of provoking the good ol' Sunday folks of East London in my dungaree shorts, I myself have been ironically provoked by it as I unknowingly chosen the hottest day of the year (32 freakin' degrees) to wear denim dungarees and high top Buffalo platformed sneakers. As if ducking for every shaded area wasn't draining enough, I went through three bottles of water, two cokes and a San Pellegrino Aranciata just to make it through without being clinically dehydrated. Fortunately, the unforeseen heat wave didn't put that much of a damper on me as I refuse to be down on my first visit to the infamous Columbia Road Flower Market. I joined up with the lovely Shini, Charlie, and Kit at around 4:30pm as we snagged the best bargains (a pound for a bundle yelled the barrow boys). Well.... so much for me trying to work my "Flower Market Look"... Who's gonna notice it when you're drenched in your own sweat as if you just found your way out of the Sahara. I looked like I worked the market more than visiting it. Amen to jamming my heat-swollen feet into some impractical footwear and loading my arms with bracelets just enough to reestablish my identity as a visitor. Ah! The importance of accessorizing.. Jot that down in your Fashionary. Perhaps a Marni raffia wide-brimmed sun hat will do the trick too, but as fashionable as hats are, nothing should cover my head trapping more heat on a day like this.
shirt, ring & sunglasses BOUTIQUE, dungaree VINTAGE, shoes BUFFALO, bracelets MAISON MARTIN MARGIELA
outfit shot by Shini