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Fashion Week With Finery

February 22, 2017

It’s incredible to note the way we shop compared with 10 years ago. Back then, shopping was all about magazines and intense days on the local high street with your girlfriends.  I clearly remembering trawling the streets of Cheltenham on heaving Saturdays with almost a primal sense for that night’s outfit, eighty quid in my back pocket and a desire to spend, spend, spend. And often it didn’t matter what I spent on, as long as it was a pair…

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My Fashion Week

February 20, 2012

Last week I had big plans. Plans to write lots of witty and humerous garb about London Fashion Week and how it’s all relevant to the modern mother, blah di blah. But then I started feeling a bit ropey on Thursday and on Friday, wow, I was on my deathbed. With raging red tonsils. In my previous life at a magazine I used to hoover up all Fashion Week show invitations discarded by the editors and co-ordinate all LFW Social…

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