So here you have it; a street-style profile of a London based blogger who has been on my radar for quite some time now.
The personal natterings of London native, Jazzabelle Rocks - actual name.
Bi-weekly outfit posts- snapped by her doting mother, Batttersea boot sale hauls and plush blogger meets with the odd press perk, own the pages of her online diary. If I had to decipher the definition of charity-shop chic, I would point you all in this girl's direction. Not your regular eighteen-year old - my teen memory of charity shops involved genuine fear of the places. Oh, how things change.
Proving that black is a transeasonal colour and not just for funerals, her style is best described as minimal, modern lady. No look-at-me gimics just pure, genuine, head-to-toe vintage. The most attractive factor? Jazzabelle's entire outfit rarely totals more than a measely tenner. How does she do it!? I wish I knew. Dabbling in a good old game of texture play, exibit a) demonstrates the girl's ability to play it safe, but effortlessy cool in a complete colour palette of black sheer, wool and leather all for a massive six hundred pennies. Amazing.
I see a gap in the market here. I reckon she needs to do some sort of bargin-hunting tutorial, fancy it Jazzabelle? When she isn't posing in front of that brick wall, you'll find her wandering aimlessly but intently around the V&A. Cultured as well as stylish, ooh-er.