|I come from a family who have never let the fashion trend of their time pass them by, as family photographs testify.
My mother was an immaculate 50’s babe in the Elizabeth Taylor mode. My uncle, a teddy boy looking not unlike Elvis, who pioneered the wearing of flip flops for men on his return from national service in Hong Kong. My auntie, a Mod who got married in fantastic trouser suit complete with pumps and the sharpest bob ever. My older sisters were 70’s disco babe and New Romantic respectively. Friday nights involved a constant stream of youth fashions paraded through our house. When you are exposed to boys ready to go clubbing in sparkly tights, pumps and make up you never quite get over it.
Hence I have always believed clothes should be fascinating and exciting or classy and stylish but never boring. Dressing should be many things, a style adventure, fun and frivolous, not too stuffy and done with enthusiasm. Drip-dry mass produced anything is not for the likes of us.