Fashion sometimes seems curiously out of step with, well… fashion. TikTok is chock-a-block with gurns, grins and giggles. TV is beaming with gardeners, hipsters renovating old tables and chefs whipping up lobster tortellini. On Saturday night celebs learn to tango between guffaws, an army of… Read More
If there’s one clear failing with modern shirting it is that it does the job of covering the torso too well. No ambiguity, just comprehensive and complete concealment. Was it once decided by a global cabal of shirt makers that shirts must run uninterrupted from… Read More
“Inspired by the thoughts of street sleepers.” That’s the claim by obscuro Japanese brand Beta Post. Destitute as muse. Now where have we seen that before? Mugatu’s Derelicte collection in Zoolander! Ouch. I’m always surprised when I see artists of any kind revisit themes that… Read More
It’s last Sunday. I find a Comme des Garçons Homme Deux shirt in my size, for half price. Obviously, I must act. Doof. Then my girl spots a Molly Goddard handbag. 50% off again. Doof. I’m worried about my bank balance. Nevertheless, I pull out… Read More
Rationally, I know life isn’t a lookbook. I understand when I buy into Comme‘s enigmatic philosophy, or the caramel minimalism at Studio Nicholson, it’s not going to radically alter my day-to-day. But I can’t help being disappointed when it doesn’t. I’m a romantic (read sucker)… Read More
The footballers of football are footballing a football. No pub lunch today. The topless and loud will impregnate our drinkeries. Monstrous sandalled feet and shiny heads, swilling plastic pints full of England. Listen as you pass. The roars, the ‘oooohs’, the ‘fucking hells’; the death… Read More
