In theory, I should love House of Holland. In reality, I've always found it a bit 'try-too-hard' silly. I try...I really do...because I want to be part of the Henry Holland clique. And FINALLY the man has given me the chance! Mr. Holland has gone a bit moody this season or at least as moody as this guy, who I can only assume is made of cotton candy and Skittles, can get.
Still present are all the bold prints and patterns the designer is known for but, and I know I keep saying this, it's a bit more mature. I mean...not properly grown-up but not so damn goofy. The boots are badass. There are metallic biker jackets. And these girls can really rock the beanie! It's a bit like all the best parts of House of Holland and Marni collided. I've gone from zero to giddy in 8 fashion show minutes.
I'm a little obsessed with the last look below...it's like I can suddenly be a kid of the 90s again but cool...really cool.
(All images c/o Style.com)