Shibori Master

> And thud.  I’m back down to earth.  After the celebrity hum-drum of Los Angeles, I’m on surer footing now that I’m back in Florence for Pitti Uomo.  I haven’t attended for two seasons and it’s reassuring that here in this behemothic menswear tradeshow, you’ll always be able to find stands that sell Princes of Wales checked suits… Continue reading Shibori Master

Out of Towners

I experienced rain in Los Angeles for the first time.  Like actual heavy-ish rain.  Looking out at the drizzly skies felt weirdly appropriate though as we were standing in the ballroom of the Four Seasons, quaffing tea, chomping on cucumber sandwiches at the annual BAFTA tea party on Saturday.  It was an odd place to… Continue reading Out of Towners

Spring Like

I’m sitting in my hotel room in Los Angeles (more about that later… or you can see wagwan on my social media accounts, whichever you prefer) watching rolling news.  Paris is burning.  And it’s all terrifying.  It feels slightly wrong typing out la-di-da-di-da things.  Hence why the Bright Old Things post was at least a good… Continue reading Spring Like