I would have bet against the persistence of the ’90s fashion’ trend. By now I assumed it would have eaten its own multicoloured Benetton tail. But not only won’t it quit, it appears to be intensifying. It’s now the de facto uniform for anyone under… Read More
All posts tagged “TOGA Virilis”
Just imagine my pendulous wang
When the Needles polyester mesh cardigans dropped at the start of last season I was troubled. They made me want to dress like a 70s sex panther. The kind of guy with a banging moustache, a taste for Cinzano Bianco and rotating water beds. I… Read More
Toga: The void is never filled
I can’t keep up. At this point in the season new drops are falling like spilt cutlery; with every clang Google alerts me to some new piece, range, collaboration or brand. I don’t know about you, but a couple of weeks back (during the bargain-bin… Read More
Toga: I don’t care. I’m broken
How’s your working life? Mine feels like a shit-smeared pendulum of thorns, swinging back and forth, constantly twatting me in the face. Twelve hour days, thirteen, fourteen. I did a fifteen hour day last Thursday: laptop open a 6am, closed at 9pm. Yeah I know,… Read More





