5 articles worth a read this weekend that you might well have missed: lunch with Stella McCartney, why British women wear the highest heels, channelling Ernest Hemingway’s Lady Brett Ashley, and leaving the bit city shine behind – in more ways than one.

Read them after the break.

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Lunch with Stella McCartney

Stella McCartney talks about designing the Olympic uniforms for Great Britain… and turns out to be the FT’s cheapest ever lunch date.

“Because McCartney has had a long-standing relationship with Adidas, designing its activewear, she was asked to do the entire Olympic kit – excluding the opening and closing ceremony outfits, which will be designed by high street brand Next. (“I’m terrified people will think it’s me,” she says, looking sort of embarrassed, not because of the anticipated confusion but because she is exhibiting the sort of designer elitism she tries hard to avoid.)”

Read it here.

Literary style: Lady Brett Ashley

A character study of Hemingway’s “damned good-looking” Lady Ashley.

“Her hair is an androgynous style “brushed back like a boy.” … Brett abandons the standard cloche in favor of a more masculine hat, shows off her body beneath her sweater, and, rather than rolling them down, wears no stockings at all as she dances and drinks in public.”

Read it here.

Why do English women wear the highest heels?

At an average 3.3 inches – outside the realm of comfortable heel height – England’s woman wear higher heels than the rest of Europe.

“The average British woman is also suffering according to the survey, with 65 per cent saying they have experienced significant pain because of their shoes.”

Read it here.

Becoming a shine-free zone

Going matt: away from the big city, letting go of shiny hair, glossy skin, and glistening nails.

“Throughout history, shiny things have been synonymous with success and power… People, though, are not shiny, despite the REM song.”

Read it here.

I Used to Love Her, But I Had to Flee Her

Breaking up with New York city.

“As sick as it is, I sort of liked making people feel bad about how boring and common their home was when compared to New York. When people would come visit and complain about prices, crowds, weather, fast-pace, or rudeness, all I would hear is, “You’re tougher than me. You’re tougher than me. You’re tougher than me.””

Read it here.

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