Seeing out the remainder of these cold days the only way I know how, dressed head to toe in black. The skies here always seem to look so dreary, shrouded in grey, which seems to deepen the further on you look. With days like these, it seems unfathomable to wear anything but the prescribed black – although a slick of tangerine nail polish seems enough of a compromise. Perhaps I’ve been watching just a little bit too much ‘Lost’, but is it possible that the North Island of New Zealand has relocated to somewhere just shy of the cold Northern Hemisphere? Certainly not in reality, but you could have fooled me.
Get the look: