Fire, Fire

As a matter of quick update before I have to duck out for a meeting, brace yourselves for a slew of content from both my role with MATCHESFASHION.com this season, and the usual NYFW stomp.

Keep Calm, Carry-On

After six seasons of getting my Fashion Week carry-on wrong, I have learned the hard way that even if you’re stuck with the same boyfriend jeans and literal man shirt, all will be forgiven if your clutch has a giant mouth on it.

Street Level

Where my ‘How-to-look-like-you’re-a-New-Yorker’ guide lists not looking up alongside wearing head-to-toe black, there’s just so much to see at fifteen floors and above.

Waldorf Out

The fact that New York has stood the test of time as one of the world’s most epicentric cities is fascinating to me, as it is to any other twenty-something year old who Instagrams the Empire State Building, announcing their move to the big city, followed by a ridiculous number of heart-eye emojis.

Polar Vortex

Back in the dead of NYC’s polar vortex in February, Stuart Weitzman had surpassed my favourite leathers as pants of the moment.

In the nude

It would seem that what was intended to be a lesson in wearing miniskirts has turned out to be a tutorial in going naked in the snow without being naked.