I babbled on about my so-called birthday breastplate – i.e. beautiful iridescent beadwork on neon tulle from Sorcha O'Raghallaigh's collection without delving too deep into who indeed is Sorcha O'Raghallaigh. I've featured her work before in various capacities as she was part of the much-loved Selfridges Bright Young Things project. Transplanted over from a small… Continue reading Scorching Sorcha
My Sunday Hat
>> Following my short piece in last week's Stylist magazine (a stellar example of free publishing) extolling my love for all period dramas (although controversially except for Downton), I went on a House of Eliott marathon binge over the weekend. In my head, I'm in fact stroking my imaginary beard and agreeing earnestly with all of… Continue reading My Sunday Hat
Cats Brothers!
When two knitwear designers have a night out in a Mexican-themed bar/restaurant called Crazy Homies, the OBVIOUS thing to do is of course create a collection called Crazy Homies, dedicated to dead rappers segueing into Day of the Dead. Well, actually maybe that isn't so obvious but nonetheless we should be congratulating Anna Wilkinson and… Continue reading Cats Brothers!
Birthday Breastplate
>> A post declaring "It's my Birthday!" that automatically invites people to lavish you with birthday wishes is a bit boring. Especially as I've turned 29, an unremarkable age that basically is a premature countdown towards to the big 3-0, something that I will celebrate with lashings of enthusiasm next year. Therefore, this was supposed… Continue reading Birthday Breastplate