Roaming through Badlands

Milan has swept past me and we’re into Paris.  Finally, a breather of a day to think about a veritable themes that are emerging from the shows thus far.  I’ve typed “Prairie” multiple times this past few weeks in reference to shows, without really investigating what it means other than my own vague memories of scenery… Continue reading Roaming through Badlands

Soho Skulking

On Friday, when London Fashion Week had commenced, I went up to an eccentric looking man, who I believe is known as Mad Alan in Soho – heavily tattooed with a penchant for an embroidered vest – and asked him for a picture. He’s the sort of guy, who I knew would give my DLSR… Continue reading Soho Skulking