So okay, I don't want to be a traitor to my generation and all but I don't get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair – ew – and cover it up with a… Continue reading LOVE LFW: Trust This
Primitive Plastique
The longer I spend in Milan, the more curious I am to find its underbelly, beyond the admittedly fabulous ritz, glitz and serious ¬£¬£¬£ of the shows that I've been seeing (all will emerge here in the next few months…). Going down south of all of that razzle dazzle had its rewards. I finally got… Continue reading Primitive Plastique
Guess Who?
>> Thanks to Milan's party Pied Piper Marcelo Burlon, I got to see a different side to Milan tonight that didn't involve ra-ra drinks at the Principe di Savoia, dainty canapes and suited and booted dudes that look at you like you're crazy in your lime green Nikes (more about my trainer-fixation later…). Down by… Continue reading Guess Who?
You got a fast car…
You're gonna be hearing Prada, Prada, RA, RA, RA for a few months yet and whilst I've barely touched the label for its A/W 11-12 still mulling over whether 60s mod check, sequins and mermaids make any sense in my head, the fact that I saw what was I think the best Prada show I've… Continue reading You got a fast car…