more than a bit blind, more than a bit deaf, slightly completely unobservant and perhaps most importantly, terrified of cycling (and hat hair) I am set to become the scourge of the roads. Here is my new faithful steed.
When I told my mother about this out of character purchase, she said “I’ve got a spazmo reflective vest your nan had for her moped, do you want it?” Despite the charming mental image of my long dead, chain smoking, moped riding German nan tearing through the mean streets of Bristol’s Westbury Village in it, that’s not a look I’m keen to replicate myself.
The popularisation of bicycles among the more fashion conscious of us has led to a Wikipedia page dedicated to ‘cycle chic‘, a bicycle street style book and a slew of bicycle style blogs (check out the Sartorialist’s ‘Bicycle’ tag here) replete with endless photos of Alexa Chung, Agyness Deyn, Mary Kate Olsen et al on their two wheelers.
Chanel even does it’s own, complete with quilted handlebars and a 2.55 saddle bag. Naturally.
With all of this bike style envy in mind, and not a “spazmo vest” in sight, here’s my dreamy bike wear wishlist:
Helmet, Cycle Chic
Amazing unzippable jacket, Acne
Anya Ziourova is one of them fashiony people with a finger in many (low carb) fashion pies. Starting off at American Vogue, AZ then moved onto Japanese and Chinese Vogue, where she was Fashion Assistant, then Stylist, from whence she moved on to become a regular contributor and eventual Fashion Director of Russian Tatler, where she also began as Creative Fashion Consultant at Russian Allure. She’s also contributed to eight flavours of Vogue, worked with major babes like Mia Wasikowska, Monica Bellucci and Lou Doillon and consulted for brands including Ben Sherman (and weirdly, John Lewis). And…breathe.
Regardless of her many actual talents, Anya is always guaranteed to be one of the most photographed over Fashion Month. I love the androgyny of her style, from leather dungarees to pyjama suits, there’s a boyish playfulness to her outfit choices, even a skirt is usually paired with an amorphous or masculine tailored top of jacket. When I finally decide to stop dressing like a school boy, rather than the 22 year old girl I actually am, I’m hoping I can come somewhere close to this. Let’s hope I’m earning quite a bit more by then…
Alexander Wang’s neice is so cute my ovaries have exploded all over my desk finding these pictures.
Better dressed than most people my age, let alone hers, Aila is a regular at her uncle’s catwalk shows, papped as much as the rest of the front row in her scaled down designer outfits (check out the Chanel in the third picture) it shouldn’t be right to be this jealous of the wardrobe of someone who can’t climb a set of stairs unattended (although, this can be said for a fair few models tbqh).