There’s a running joke in our office that you can tell exactly when Paris Fashion Week is approaching because British fashion editors suddenly start dressing “extremely French.” Out come the…
I’ll never forget the moment I realized just how wrong I’d been getting denim all these years. It was a gloomy Tuesday afternoon in Manchester, and I was frantically tearing…
“Does this look desperate?” My friend Sadie was standing in my living room last Thursday night, wearing a dress that—let’s be honest—left very little to the imagination. She had a…
I used to be one of those people who claimed pink “wasn’t my colour.” You know the type—convinced that certain shades were somehow genetically incompatible with my skin tone, my…
The first time I properly understood the British approach to expensive dressing, I was at a fashion week dinner seated next to a woman who looked impeccable in what appeared…
I have a confession that might get my fashion editor card revoked: I’ve watched the entire Downton Abbey series three times. Yes, three complete viewings, including the Christmas specials, both…
I spent most of my twenties avoiding linen like it was some sort of fashion plague. The wrinkles, the maintenance, the way it seemed to crease if you so much…
The first time I went to a British music festival, I made what can only be described as a series of catastrophic fashion choices. Picture this: white linen trousers (WHITE!…
The mythology of Fashion Week dressing would have you believe that editors float between shows in elaborate designer ensembles, changing outfits multiple times daily with the casual ease of someone…
I once spent £340 on a plain white t-shirt. Three hundred and forty pounds. For a t-shirt. I can still hear my dad’s voice when I accidentally let this slip…
I was standing in the mud at Glastonbury five years ago when I had my wellies epiphany. There I was, one of approximately eight thousand people wearing identical green Hunter…
My mum still talks about Debenhams in the present tense sometimes. “I need to pop into Debenhams for some new towels,” she’ll say, before catching herself with a small, sad…