“THE ROM COM”

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single woman in possession of a lace bonnet must have her head in the clouds.

Can we have it all, please, in a crumbling country pile, an artful pied a Terre, in the Pemberley of our fantasies? Can we have it tied up in a neat bow that graces the back of a pink dropped-waisted dress?

Can we romance to come, whilst picnicing in Box Hill in ruched up glitter- specked, strawberry-strewn gingham?

Can we promenade at a leisurely pace, along with the Circus in Bath in pastel crochet, polka dots, and sprigs of florals?

Let’s play a spot of tennis in a Beige jacquard skirt suit. It won’t get soiled! Promise! Oh, do oblige me!

Let’s saunter along with Richard Curtis’ Notting Hill in sunflower and tulip-printed jacquards... It’s always sunny in W11, right?

Let’s motor along a lane, hair tucked under a bow-adorned cap. I love your Funny Face in the palest of pink chiffon.
Here’s your Happy Ending... And yours... And yours too...

“I hold myself supremely blest—blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband’s life as fully as he is mine. No woman was ever nearer to her mate than I am: ever more absolutely bone of his bone and flesh of his flesh.”

Jane Eyre

Words by Susie Lau @ Susie Bubble

Photographer: Leslie Zhang/ Art Direction: Adam Chen/ Styling: Victoria Young/ Makeup: Xin Miao/ Hair: John Zhang/ Millinery: Stephen Jones/ Footwear: Gina