Smart casual….

I am often asked about the rules….. You know ‘the rules’….”It was so much easier when we all just wore suits”. So often invitations come with ‘Lounge Suit’, or ‘Smart Casual’, and it often throws them into a bit of a tizzy…And not really feeling comfortable with ones outfit, can affect your confidence. Especially if you are […]

Highland Fling

Firstly Happy New Year…. So the year is underway, the world is waking up and there is optimism in the air – 2017 is going to be a great year. With that I have had a number of phone calls from clients who have been losing weight due to personal challenges such as training for […]

Party Season……

Not too sure how it happened but the party season is nearly upon us. With a number of stunning creations in the works, clients have had fun with embracing colours, maybe its a kick back from Daniel Craig as 007, as I have three blue velvets and also a maroon in the works!  The history […]

Fashion on the Ration: 1940s Street Style

Whilst in Manchester, I made time to visit the Imperial War Museum. Fortuitously I was able to also take in this most fabulous exhibition that celebrates the ingenuity, determination, but also the plain battiness of the attempts by the stylish to get around rationing and shortages of everything from knicker elastic to buttons at wartime… I truly don’t believe […]

British Summertime..

I wrote in my last two posts, that I truly hoped Euro16 wouldn’t be the predicable disaster it transpired to be – and that we all exercise the right to vote for Brexit. As it turns out the youth that this is really going to effect didn’t show up. 16-17 year olds were not included […]

Rain, rain, go away…

With all this confetti from heaven falling, I for one am missing my beautiful ‘Mac’. When our mother Hazel passed away, I found the most fabulous Suede coat and an Aquascutum Mac up in the attic, both which were in desperate need of love, so I had them reconditioned. Hazel modelled back in the day […]

Euro 16

The first football match I went to was with my Dad and a friends son, I was 8 and Pops took a beer crate, so I was able to see the game. It was at Portman Road. I remember going to Harrogate to see family friends and the youngest John was hellbent on being a […]