What’s worse than getting on the Central line in the height of summer? Nothing. Absolutely nothing (perhaps, apart from trying to get on the Northern line tube at any of the Clapham stations between 7:30-9am, but that’s another story…) In fact, general tubing during summer becomes a RL incarnation of hell. You’re underground. Closer to the molten hot core of the earth. It’s blisteringly hot. There’s tourists that won’t move down the carriages. And you’re forced to get up close and personal with sweaty, grunty, miserable businessmen as if you’re being paid to do it. Like I said, it is literally hell on earth. But take solace in knowing what might cause despair to your personal space can create sartorial challenges that are easily, and ever so stylishly, fixed. It’s all about nailing the mix of summer layering.
Take cues from Glastonbury style in a quite literal way and wear a tent. Okay, not that literal, but wear a tent-like top or dress, all capacious and swishy and loose. Why? It’ll hide the fact that you’re sweating so much in a way form-fitting clothes are never quite so forgiving.
When every step you take might feel like you’re walking on burning hot coals (we are in hell, remember) it’ll feel ever so much more breezier in loose-fitting, fluid shorts.
I talk a lot about the weather in my blog posts. But that’s because a) I’m British, so it’s inherently ingrained that I talk about the weather a lot. And b) IT CHANGES ALL THE TIME SO IT EFFECTS WHAT I WEAR! I’m yet to break out my sunglasses without keeping my umbrella clutched in my other hand…
Photography by Rebecca Spencer