The Colours of Trench

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Burberry’s latest video, uploaded last week and with over 3 million views (!), proves the point that tone-on-tone-on-tone is totally on trend right now. Featuring Romeo Beckham and with music by Ed Harcourt, the four-minute long narrative is described as that of a young couple falling in love on the streets of London. But I saw it play out more like Peter Pan playing with his shadow, in the beginning, before exploding into the immaculately choreographed world of Burberry’s London – a “Singin’ in the Rain” moment with slew back up dancers. And made in very Wes Anderson fashion, using a splice of Pantone chart comprising of trench hues of honey, ecru, stone, beige, chocolate and black.

The short film climaxes (at 2:40) with a Cinderella-esque ballroom dance. A swirling succession of honey-toned strapless layered tulle princesses and charming nutcrackers, not a step out of place – moving, dancing, celebrating; the beautiful world of Burberry.

The setting doesn’t look out of place, I imagine, for when the dancers leave and the last laughs of the evening barely linger in the alleyways of these imagined streets, for a little old lady to wander out speaking ‘Tuppence, tuppence a bag’ as the orchestral version of ‘Feed the birds’ plays, and the camera view pans out and fades into darkness.

Or perhaps, Julie Andrew’s voice to sing us out.

Mary Poppins or Burberry, this is ‘From London with Love’.

And if you crave some eye-candy. I’d recommend zipping over to the Art Of The Trench gallery pages for a healthy dose of ‘the latest photos featuring men and women in any colour, any style trench coats shot in all weather’. The only trench I’ve yet to spot is the one most commonly seen in sunny Singapore – the invisible trench.

😀 I kid.

Image & Video Credit: Burberry

Perception & the Grey

Fret not, I’m not struck with Bieber fever. But the boy hit the nail on it’s head when he said never say never. From swearing off jeans, I’ve bought two pairs in the past two months! One by Dzojchen and, more recently, one from Burberry Brit.

As sexy and as luxe as Burberry is, my parents never raised us to be brand-hungry mongrels perpetually chasing the next branded swag. I highly suspect I’ll need to see a psychiatrist after my first uber-lux branded purchase just because it’s so counter-intuitive to my values. This sharing leads, essentially, to how I can to acquire this stone-grey Burberry denim pair.

Nessa, a good petite friend of 8 years, bought this pair from an outlet store overseas. However upon coming back, she had lost weight and these didn’t fit her anymore. So I gave them a try, they fit me, so I bought it off her.

What amazes me, isn’t so much that I think I got a steal nor the fact that I own something from Burberry. Instead, it’s this sense of how our own perceptions colour our purchase behaviour.

There’s no other way of saying it other than the fact that Nessa is a lot smaller than I am. So when she mentioned buying jeans in my size I was very puzzled. We even had a demonstration, each of us trying on the slim stretch denim pair to illustrate our point.

The gist of our mini argumentative pingpong back and forth was that the jeans really were at least two sizes too big. And this really got me thinking about fashion and the implications to our body image perceptions.

You flip through magazines and read true tales about eating disorders beside glossies of wafer-thin models paid oodles of noodles to look pretty and sell an ideal that tethers on unobtainable. I can only question why I immerse myself in an industry that propagates this endless self-loathing and impossibility. When the chase becomes about size rather than fit, proportion, tone and above all, health. That’s not what it should be.

So in my futile attempts at a poignant post, this is my message to you:

Don’t fuss about the number or letter on a tag, cuttings might run big or small and we’d be none the wiser. In fact there are articles that say manufacturers outright lie about the sizes so shoppers “feel better, spend more” in stores. Concentrate on the fit. Embrace whatever the tag eventually reads. Buy what fits. Because you don’t need to carry emotional baggage around in loosely fitted items (for the what-if-I-put-on-weight-moments) with you or have it stored in your closet (for when-I-lose-the-weight pseudo celebrations). Focus on now and how it fits now.

Thank you Burberry

Last week, Burberry held an intimate gathering for a select few. Jo and I were fortunate enough to be invited.

We aren’t allowed the divulge the details as of yet.


Thank you Burberry,
for showing that beautiful things can come in small packages.


Fan girls

It’s been over a month since the Burberry party, and Burberry has gone on the announce that,

1) its gem of a super-duper multi-tasker, Christopher Bailey as its Chief Creative Officer (never before heard, and many times up from his previous position as Creative Director),
2) it just opened its first Burberry Brit and London stores in New York,
amongst many other exciting stuff.

but we just went through our stash of photos from the party, and we’re still reeling from the experience.

O no, we can’t let go, we’re pining in front of our autographed pictures of our Christopher Bailey. Are we hopeless fan girls, or what.

Photos from Burberry.