The sun is shining, the Birkinstocks are on. Indian Summer, they say. A glorious heatwave to be relished, they say. If that’s the case, why am I dreaming of heavy fog and walks along dreary muddy paths?
Enter stage left: BBC drama One of Us.
Forgive my tardiness, I’m aware I’m a little behind. Three weeks in fact, as the final hour of this four-part thriller is set to air on BBC One this week. No matter. I’ve just spent a Sunday as all Sundays should be spent – eating a big dinner swimming in gravy before binge-watching brilliant telly. Now I’m all caught up (it really is brilliant so far, you should watch it).
Set in the remote Scottish Highlands, the cinematography is all endless moorland and mountainous vistas in shades of brown, brown and more brown. Dreary? Yes. Atmospheric? You bet. Sartorially inspiring? Oh hell yes!
Think heavy cable knits in navy and maroon, plaid shirts and wax jackets, rolled-up jeans and sturdy footwear. Joanna Vanderham’s ankle-length gumboots in particular are giving me major feels.
Feeling inspired, I’ll be re-lacing an old pair of chestnut stack-heeled ankle boots with red hiking-boot laces and pairing them with oversized men’s jumpers from secondhand shops for serious Louis Vuitton credentials.