Nova Chiu A/W 13

The Summer Ball is coming...

Tickets go on sale today for Bournemouth University's Summer Ball - a one-day music festival, in which 7,000 students get drunk in the sunshine and frolic about in some of the best homemade costumes you will ever see. Because this is my final year of university, you'd think I would put down the camera on this occasion and join in with the festivities. As if. I'm a workaholic, remember?

What I find the funniest about the whole Summer Ball experience are the stares from the residents of Bournemouth town, who can't quite fathom why there are young men and women dressed up for Halloween in June. There ought to be signs in the weeks preceding, warning the general populace of the impending oddities.

(If you are a student at Bournemouth University or the neighbouring Arts University Bournemouth, you can grab your early-bird ticket - plus up to three guest tickets - from the Poole House atrium, or online at www.subu.org.uk/events.)

Round and retro

I love these round sunglasses. Having only purchased them last week, I have been trying them on every day since. Match them with a white shirt and my housemate's cowboy hat, and I come across as a Wild West villain. Or if I team them with a black shirt, coat and tie, I look as if I have hopped out of The Matrix.

VINTAGE ROUND SUNGLASSES / ZARA SHIRT / TOPMAN JUMPER

The style featured here, on the other hand, is far from gimmicky and closer to my typical attire for this time of year. The Zara shirt was a better-than-half-price purchase during a previous Fashion Week, which I bought mostly for its sharp collar. Perhaps I could buy some collar clips for emphasis? The Topman knit has a definite 90s-esque air about it, reminiscent of ski jumpers.

 

On a side note, I would like to thank my housemate, Joshua, for taking my picture today. It beats having to shoot the photographs myself with a tripod and self-timer, whereby an absence of automatic focus means I often have to estimate the correct distance between the camera and I. I do envy those fashion bloggers whose other-halves or best friends are photographers by trade. I suppose I could do with a personal assistant and photographer, although I could only repay them with hugs and biscuits.