Most startling of all, a splendid dark cartoon of a black eye was stamped in a ring on my eye socket, in the richest ink of Tyrian, chartreuse and, and plum.
Earlier this year, when I was rereading The secret history by Donna Tartt, I did say that I wanted a dress in the colours of Richard Papen’s bruise. Et voilà;
Of course this is not chartreuse, it’s yellow, but that’s as close as I’m gonna get I think. I do love a good batik or ombré but I always wear it in the same way; with a black cardigan, black shoes and plenty of lipstick (which is how I wear most things frankly). Must avoid looking like a hippie at all cost.
The fabric came from Mum (as so often), it was an old tunic with matching scarf that had been bought at some point but never used. Well now that the weather has improved I’m wearing this loads.
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