"Height without the pain" is my defence point about brothel creepers, the cult-to-mainstream shoe and their ability to pair up with just about anything – actually the more contradictary the better – anything light and frothy to take the weight of those heavy rubber soles. With three pairs and counting in my 'stomping shoes'… Continue reading Creeping Florals
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Man, I Feel Like a Woman
I'll say that my trip to Florence for the 80th edition of Pitti Immagine (complete with a spanking new website) has started off well if I came stumbling out into a wine-and-martini stupor as well as having been fed a good deal of grazing juicy meat last night. This sadly wasn't conducive for writing up… Continue reading Man, I Feel Like a Woman
Welcome to the House of Hackney
I'm slowly conforming to the convention that I once flouted – steady boyfriends, nesting at home, cooking, eventually buying a house and possibly having little sprogs – well the last thing is still questionable for me but the cold fact of the matter is that buying my own place in London, something that I once… Continue reading Welcome to the House of Hackney
Cabling Up
>> If you thought that cream cable knit jumper that made me all calm and collected at Jil Sander in Milan was going to stay cream, you had another thing coming. Granted, this isn't me having a mad rebellious moment given that in any vintage shop in London, you can beget yourself many a cream… Continue reading Cabling Up