Style No Substance

Style No Substance

New beginnings,

Or how I am continually teaching myself to embrace chaos.

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Yana McKillop
May 17, 2026
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So we have moved house. I certainly hope I will never have to move again (well, I probably will, but at least I should have ten years of peace). I didn’t want to move—our old house was great, and I truly loved it—but it made sense to be closer to the school.

The clothes I wore for three days in a row while moving, and the last selfie in my old dressing room - Prada bomber (I saw one on resale the other day, or there’s a very good alt just dropped at Mango), The Row Gala trousers (I also heard a really good review on these Leset trousers from my client)

Intermission. One of my favourite accessories brands Jude has launched its first bag - Gaia, which comes in two sizes. It reminds me a little bit of the Old Celine clasp, but it looks sexier and more subversive, especially in black python. Love the combo of the gold and silver on the hardware. €1820.


I love reading stories about family nests—I suppose mostly because I don’t really have one, and I’m not sure I ever will. And it’s not as though that happened because of some tragic circumstance, although I suppose there was a bit of that too (last year I travelled to Kyrgyzstan to discover where my family came from), but mainly it was the result of choices. I chose to move away from home—first to another city, then to another country. My mum moved too, so I can’t really call her house home either, because I haven’t even been there.

Special Dispatch. Kyrgyzstan

Special Dispatch. Kyrgyzstan

Yana McKillop
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May 8, 2025
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I kept moving from one rented flat to another, never owning a piece of furniture I cared enough about to keep, no family heirlooms trailing along with me. Come to think of it, I don’t even have any of my clothes from more than ten years ago. I have a few books from back home, my grandmother’s brooch, her tea set that my mum brought for my wedding day, two French Vogues from the 90s my dad brought back from a trip, and my stuffed cat, which my son has now appropriated.

First ootd in the new place. Bottega Veneta leather jacket (good alt from Mango, and btw their Phoebe-inspired jacket is back in stock), top (runs small, also love this Carven on sale) and trousers, Saint Laurent belt (alt from Dehanche), Phoebe Philo shoes (Reformation got you covered, and COS)

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Sometimes it makes me feel sad, as though I have no roots, nothing to hold on to—like I’m a perpetual nomad, bouncing from place to place with no meaningful connections that truly last.

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