The Oscars red-carpet look that made me surprisingly nostalgic
Red-carpet fashion has never been a particular interest of mine, especially in recent years when few stars have felt liberated enough to make the sort of style statements that truly take the breath away (think Cher in Bob Mackie, or Björk's swan dress).
After a year without much in the way of glamour, however, I was feeling buoyed by the promise of the Oscars red carpet, a proper in-person event with glamorous gowns and full hair and make-up looks.
And while I can admire the dedication to the body beautiful that went into the midriff-baring, show-stealing looks worn by Zendaya, Carey Mulligan and Andra Day, Emerald Fennell's floaty floral number by Gucci really got me thinking.
Like Fennell, who won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay, I'm pregnant with my second child. But, unlike Fennell (who is more instantly recognisable than most writer/directors due to her spectacular performance as Camilla Parker Bowles in The Crown) I currently have nowhere special to get all dressed up to go.
During my first pregnancy I was working full time at a fashion magazine and attending work events, weddings and parties. I was literally dancing on tables. The only reason I wore leggings was to visit the gym multiple times a week.
Sure my pregnancy wardrobe was limited: I didn't see the point financially or environmentally of buying clothes for just a few months, and the maternity offering wasn't particularly inspiring. But I was lucky enough to borrow a few great sized-up pieces that helped me to feel like I was staying true to my own style and identity.
Pregnancy this time around has involved working from home, looking after a small child and dealing with the ennui of lockdown. In response I've found myself clinging to a regular rotation of dungarees, leggings and tracksuit bottoms. Practical, comfortable, but so boring.
A pair of vegan leather drawstring trousers is one of the few concessions I still manage to make to my old style identity, and I'm looking at this cotton version as a warmer-weather update that should work postpartum too.
Firmly in the final trimester, I know I can soon kiss goodbye to being able to tie my own shoes, followed by the chaos a newborn brings and which makes getting dressed at all feel like an achievement.
Until then, I'm making a commitment to dressing with more intention: making the most of summery smock dresses while they still fit over my bump (even if I do have to wear layers of thermals underneath and can't yet swap out my boots in favour of sandals), returning to accessories as a way of making me feel like 'me' again, and exploring fashion rental sites for upsized items that wouldn't pass the 30 wears test to make it into my forever wardrobe but are perfect for a brief pre-baby fling.
Stay safe,
Rebecca