Confetti System

Just over a month ago on the night of storm Nemo, I was singing my heart out at the Glamour Cats Karaoke party, which I co-hosted with Phil Oh.  Garance Dore and I belted out No Doubt's Don't Speak as I tapped into my inner Hong Kong roots, unable to deny that I actually enjoy… Continue reading Confetti System

Letting It Go

>> If you've seen me during London Fashion Week with my buried mostly head down tapping my phone or waving it about in the air hoping that phone signal might miraculously appear, it's mostly because I've been Instagramming like a crazy person, having been asked to participate in Hudson's SS13 Let Yourself Go #InstaCampaign (recap… Continue reading Letting It Go

The Sad Clown

My “silly” Yang Du backpack with a House of Holland x Schott jacket.  Photograh from The Cut. Rebuttal is an ugly word.  Well, firstly it has the word “butt” in it but, mostly in my head, it sounds like a physical and violent affront to whoever you’re “rebutting”.  Leandra Medine of the Man Repeller has written a rebuttal… Continue reading The Sad Clown

Happy Place

Explanation of absence of the blog can be put down to lazy tabloid sports or traffic headlines.  SUPER SUNDAY.  MANIC MONDAY.  Emphasis on the Monday, as yesterday I had a bit of a meltdown outside the Topshop venue in the Tanks at Tate Modern (Venue verdict?  Brilliant – modern, gives you a sense of occasion… Continue reading Happy Place