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Amy Winehouse x Fred Perry

taken from Fred Perry official website

houndstooth jumper

Finally owned Amy's collection for Fred Perry. I bought it couple months ago with full price (now it's sold out everywhere!) I was so worried by the time it goes on sale, I'd run out of my size. So I quickly add it to cart and checked out.
When it arrived (after 3-4 weeks shipping) I opened the package carefully and there it was, such a beautiful jumper. Remind me of Amy.. At least beside her music, I own one of her legacy through her Fred Perry's collection. I really wanted to own some more from the collection, but it's not that affordable anyway. I wanted to have her polo shirt (with her own signature). 
Fred Perry just opened its first flagship in Jakarta, I haven't check it out. Can't wait! I hope they have some Amy's collection xx



Amy wore jumper dress. Wasn't she lovely..  and healthy 
this pink argyle jumper is sold out everywhere!


she was too cute


and had such a strong character


XoXo


All her collections from first season to the her final really represents herself and her style. She had a unique signature style and didn't affect by the current trend. Not forget to mention her heavy eyeliner and beehive hair. Obviously she had tons of talents in her hand, but its taken away from her too soon :'( 
I love and miss you so much sweetheart xx 



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Anonymous said…
I wanted to have her jumper dress! So sweet ;)

Miss her a lot!!! Always on our minds!
xxxx

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December 28, 2011 at 3:25 AM
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