Glassespeaks Co / Fashion
I have always loved the way a single piece of jewellery can tell a story. An heirloom ring that once belonged to my grandmother, a delicate locket rescued from a vintage market, or mismatched studs passed down through the family — these pieces...
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I love a good thrifted coat moment. There’s something quietly thrilling about finding a piece with history — a wool camel wrap from a charity shop, a vintage military coat with brass buttons, or a slightly-too-big pea coat that somehow smells...
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I have a soft spot for thrifted blazers — the slightly lived-in shoulders, the unique buttons, and the tiny surprises you only find hunting through rails. But even the best vintage blazer can look a little “won’t-fit-without-a-miracle” off...
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I always travel light on weekends — not because I love being minimalist for the sake of it, but because a pared-back wardrobe makes decision fatigue disappear and leaves more room for the little joys of a trip: a pastry at a café, a second...
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I’ve been hunting secondhand designer bags for years — partly for the thrill, partly to wear pieces I love without the brand-new price. Along the way I’ve paid too much, almost bought a fake, and scored the bag of my dreams at a fraction of...
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There’s something quietly thrilling about rescuing a tired blazer and giving it a new life. I have a small collection of secondhand and long-loved jackets that I keep returning to — not because they’re perfect, but because with a little...
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I have a soft spot for a good midi dress — it’s one piece that can feel simultaneously polished and effortless, which is exactly what I want when I’m packing light for a weekend city trip. Over the years I’ve learned that the difference...
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I have a soft spot for old blazers. There’s something about the structure, the way a blazer can make even a simple jeans-and-tee outfit look considered, that keeps me hunting thrift racks and wardrobe cast-offs. But more often than not, those...
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I still remember the first time I snagged my favourite chunky knit — walking past a wrought-iron fence and feeling my stomach drop when I saw the long thread loop on the sleeve. I thought it was ruined. Over the years I’ve learned that most...
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I shoot most of the outfit detail photos for Glassespeaks on my phone, often at the kitchen table or propped up against a stack of books — no tripod, no studio lights, just whatever I have to hand. Over time I’ve learned little tricks that make...
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