I’m loathe to use buzzwords. Especially ones preceded by a hash sign #. “Woke” is one of those dreaded words, not so much because of its meaning and intentions but more to do with the general implications of its usage. Its very grammatical structure implies that somehow the people that aren’t crowing about their “wokeness”… Continue reading RCA 2017: All Woken Up
Category: London
Down Miuccia’s Rabbit Hole
“I don’t like the word cruise,” declared Miuccia Prada after well, what was in fact, Prada’s first cruise show. That sounds like a deliberately contrary thing to say when venturing into but I think what Miuccia really meant was that she these clothes that form a pre collection in between the two main ready to… Continue reading Down Miuccia’s Rabbit Hole
Hanging out with Rexy
>> How to alleviate the tiresome feeling of waddling around town with what feels like a 3 kilo bag of rice strapped to your belly? By doing the conga with a human sized dinosaur mascot and Bryan Boy, which got the bump jiggling along too. And as I hit my final days of being quite… Continue reading Hanging out with Rexy
Birdsong for the Weekend
I joked to a friend that London is burying its head in luxurious looking baubles and fairy lights this year as a privileged rebuff to Brexit, Trump and what has generally been a year that I’m personally fine to see the back of. Because the last time I was in town, wandering the streets of… Continue reading Birdsong for the Weekend