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Maybe it’s just me, but there’s a certain sort of Uber Euro Male I find deeply irritating. I wrote about ‘him’ today in my WSJ column………

uber euro maleEarlier in the week I went to the opening of the Ballgown exhibit at the V&A. If you want to know what I really thought about that you’ll need to read my column next Friday. But in the meantime, the very good bits were the projections onto the domed ceiling of the newly refurbished wing…

ImageImageImagemeanwhile… I don’t approve of Fakes but sometimes… they are ingenious. Here’s my friend Frances’s brilliant Chanel…. well actually its her daughter Eliza’s. Eliza found it at a vintage store in NYC apparently

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and finally. Isn’t it time the term ‘trainer shame’ was introduced? By which I mean if you need to pay money to someone to put your through your paces over some sort of preposterous assault course in a public park in view of the whole world; you might need to think about getting a new life, or a new trainer or alternatively, just find some place private for your ritual humiliation….

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I wrote about sexy, slouchy sportswear in my column this week with some verve. That’s probably because fashion has finally caught up with the way I dress (it had to happen eventually) save the heels which I still can’t tolerate no matter how hard I try.

sportswear from sexy to slouchy

i once wore some shoes that turned my toes blue in under 30 minutes – Manolos – seen here at my launch party for WSJ magazine….apparently my feet looked (according to someone who knows ) like I had frostbite…And yes, since you ask Mr Murdoch and DVF are also in the pic…

WSJ.

WSJ. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Manolos at WSJ magazine launch party…

I sold the shoes and I regret it, because they were expensive and because they were a work of art which would have looked better on my mantle than on my feet…

In any case, whilst scouting this week on Bond St, I was reminded of whilst I still sometimes like the West End…for starters there’s my favourite store on the planet

You can’t beat an SJ Philips window, not just because its full of sparklers but also because its of the pedigree of the past owners of the jewels. Imagine the action these rings have seen….

and then there’s miu miu – a store entirely unsuitable for MAWs (Middle Aged Women) but fabulous nonetheless thanks to Miuccia Prada’s trademark tongue in cheek humour….especially where the glittery, sparkly shoes are concerned…

I’m ending with some flowers, because really they are better than diamonds, or shoes, or almost anything else in life (aside from children and books and well you know..)

namaste..xx

A friend’s son reminds me about Want Les Essentials de la Vie (thanks Seb) you can view it at Mr Porter; but in the search for a new bag – backpack or otherwise, it becomes obvious that no one (other hand Hermes and we know about those prices) is creating chic, understated women’s bags, without logos, gold ‘badging’ and a mass of heavy buckles. Men’s kit on the other hand is wonderfully simple and understated. We are of course to blame – in our frenzied perpetual search for the ‘it’ bag, we have managed to persuade designers and manufacturers alike that the more obvious and tricksy a bag, the better it will sell. So here are my top three bags – all created for men of course….

the first two are courtesy of Mr Porter…

Les Essentials

Bottega Veneta

Mulberry….

The most economically savvy and talented people often become their own brand (Steve Jobs being the ultimate) and last week I went to see a preview of the Sky Arts 1 documentary about the life and work of photographer Richard Young at the wonderfully discrete Soho Hotel 

Young was a Papparazi long before the word became sullied. His candid shots of celebrities and social events have made him the chronicler of an age – particularly the seventies onwards – in the same way that American Slim Aarons was a chronicler of pre and post war society. The key to both men was that their subjects liked them and felt comfortable having him take their picture. Another brand – Peter York – heavily featured in the documentary-interrogated Young post documentary. Young has some great anecdotes about the great and not so good…Surely a book is only moments away?

Above: Richard Young (left) and Peter York – behind is  one of Young’s famous shots of the Studio 54 gang…

I’ve been away for a while so here’s a recap of what i’ve been up to in the last week or so… How to dress like The Queen: last Friday’s column in The Wall St Journal – I’m a republican (of the French variety) but still, you have to hand it to a woman who has created her own style and stuck to it for 60 years…. read it here

other stuff I’ve come across in the course of my working week….

Linda Evangelista look-alike currently working as a waitress at Granger &Co Notting Hill

very cool shades courtesy of Christian Dior and cupcake Lisa

dog in store …..Notting Hill again..

what all the best dressed ‘kids on the street’ are wearing – this time in Primrose Hill

UPS man’s Brazilian bracelet (purchased on a Rio beach)

Parliament Hill before a rainstorm (plenty of those around at the moment)…

Anya Hindmarch’s Maud – in celebration of Lizzie II complete with paper tiara and instructions for royal wave……