Grab the balls!

Life happens!

Life happens and I end up not  going to Roland Garros! ..........balls.................................Period.

Nevertheless I remain on a lookout for the passing balls...

One way or the other, the tennis trend has firmly asserted its place in the market for every  spring coming since the record began. And the record began in the start of the 20th century and, thanks God, has been returning for chacun Wimbledon season. Bless it. Tennis outfit - one of my favourites’.

Although I have never attended  a tournament, I sternly keep 'keeping up appearances', and will be doing so even if my tennis frenzy evaporate one day.


Effortless, extremely ascetic and brilliantly simple in its tailor (ask your nan to put one together for you. Use the chance to exploit some elderly labour). 
The outfit is always elegant and most importantly it is perennial. 

You can secure a happy future by investing into one tennis suit consisted of two white garments: one loose-fit top preferably with a V neck cut, which is more traditionally English (think golf, cricket) and a flary trapezium-shaped skirt. Do not push your luck too far by asking the granny to saw in the integrated shorts with the intrinsically hidden balls' compartment (despite that men love the idea so much. Proven.) Just match the knickers in colour. 

Pin the look with an immaculately white cap, a wristband and socks. Obviously do not wear brown leather converse trainers or something completely out of context.

I personally believe that the tennis trend has sprung from Coco Chanel.
Not only she was the great revolutionista - blowing the dictated fashion canons that were reigning at the time - and ‘unhooked’ female's body out of its corset dungeon. She also celebrated the movement and dynamism of humans body, letting its essence to determine the wear rather than the wear planting you into its parameters.

Chanel was profoundly fond of English adherence to uniforms (recreational sport, school uniforms. Also military dress was increasingly frequenting public domain as the World War I was swelling to burst out); she also fell for an English man Captain Arthur Edward 'Boy' Capel whom she met in 1909. The couple spent a lot of time at fashionable resorts. I guess tennis games, sweating and balls was involved.

This consonant collaboration massively inspired Chanel as Boy introduced her to the world of jersey blazers (jersey used to be a material for men's underwear) and loose fit clothes.

He then sponsored her first atelier and shops.

Shortly before World War I her first boutique was opened offering luxe casual clothes that were suitable for leisure and sport made out of jersey.

So there we go. Looks like girls got their grip on the balls and never let them go since.

I love Chanel, and I celebrate her courage and hunger for life. Her vision is beautiful and her clothes is gratifying.

Lacoste

If anyone's got a spare ticket to Wimbledon I unsolicitedly volunteer for obtaining one. Moreover I do have a disguised compartment in my tennis skirt. Just balls needed really.