I have one best friend that has always been perfect at accessorizing. When we were teenagers she always wore hoop earrings and bangles as well as bohemian necklaces before it was cool to look bohemian. She has always had this quirky signature style of classic Audrey Hepburn outfits mixed with beautiful statement jewelry. As we moved on to university she bought herself a pair of oversized Celine sunglasses in Paris that she wore with everything (once again before Celine became so cool). Now that we are even older and now that we are finished with university her wardrobe has become decidedly more glamorous than in our high school days when we would wear and love the most awful things that we found on sale. Nowadays her wardrobe houses for example a Burberry Prorsum coat and a Hermès Jige clutch.
As we met to drink beer in the sunshine in Frognerparken yesterday we discussed (her) future engagement ring, semi-precious stones and diamond earrings. We have always bonded over her love of beautiful things. After years of hoarding all kinds of knick-knacks she has acquired quite the collection, and her taste has become decidedly more expensive. She has taught me a lot about investing and saving for classical pieces (that being said, I have yet to save one Donald Duck Dollar. I've always been an impulse shopper that ends up eating oatmeal for a month if I buy something beyond my means). I have always admired her sense of style because it has never been dictated by the magazines or by trends that come and go. She has always just had her own way of dressing. She incorporated fifties glamour into her looks since our high school days, wearing red lipstick and red nails at a time when most girls were teasing their hair and making themselves look like oompa loompas with too much self-tanner. She decided very quickly that straightening out her natural curls was the stupidest thing ever. She has always been a little too sure of who she is, which has scared lots of people away, both boys & girls, but in my opinion has left her with the best ones.
I used to post pictures of her on this blog all of the time, so here is a flashback to one of my favourite pictures of her taken in 2005 when she was just 18 years old, with her Celine sunnies and bangles. She would look just as stylish today. I always think about her disapproving look when I am about to buy a ridiculously trendy item that will probably end up gathering dust in the back of my wardrobe.