Possibly the most horrendous two words you could put in a sentence together. Immediately conjures up images of a cowboy boot wearing, coin belt donning Ms Miller wafting around London, spawning a zillion cheap high street versions. Those damn floaty tiered skirts just wouldn't go away for about 3 summers after she'd moved on from her 'boho' phase.
The thing about her boho phase, and that look in general, is the Sienna Miller was possibly the only woman who actually looked good swathed in so many layers and jaggly bits.
You see, I cut through Marks and Spencer every morning as it's a short cut to the street near my studio, so I always have a quick gander at the Limited Collection then work my way along the aisle until I get to the money spinner for M&S - the Old Lady Pound - the bulk of the shop that caters for, well, old ladies. But the kind of groovy granny kind of old lady - not the head-to-toe beige type.
Yet, here sits this faux fur trimmed and wool gilet and it calls to me. Everyday, it calls to me. I really can't explain why, but I see potential in that there gilet. I suspect it will go on sale and you know what? I'm going to buy it. Yes I am.
I already have a plan you see. I'll take that old lady gilet and mix it up with some leather and some PVC and I figure I could turn it into something Rick Owens would be proud of!
Minus a daft grin naturally, the fur gilet will go super well with some mega high heels, extra tight trews, leather elbow length gloves, from which I recently hacked off the strangely long fingers and made into arm-warmers, and an ancient draped top with some leather front panels. I also plan on adding some black feather trim (yes I know, more feathers) under the fur, which will hopefully sit a little over my shoulders.
My old lady gilet will be instantly transformed into something supremely edgy with the added bonus of keeping me warm. The old ladies will be horrified at my sacreligious usage of a perfectly good M&S product!
Here's hoping that bad boy goes in sale...