I've been reading The Guardian on a Saturday for a while now, and with my cherished Saturdays off work lost for the foreseeable future, I look forward to my weekly read more than ever now. My Saturday morning read of it's supplement ("Weekend") contains an all too short editorial that Jess Cartner Morley and Alex Petrides write on making menswear/womenswear trends accessible.
Their wander in the fashion gender divide is so subtle, yet it often make me laugh and on the odd occasion inspires me. Especially Alex on the menswear side, who always looks like the trend is wearing him rather than the other way around. However after the newspapers published pictures of the 'rocking the boat' pendant attached to Hazel Blears, all these MP's jumping ship, duck houses, all the photos of the rich and famous in the South of France and me standing at the edge of a plank jobwise set me into a deep, dank French Navy mood I took a moment to note how all these themes all seemed to have been designed by some highly paid colour and trend prediction agency, but yet have developed a life of their own.
I'm really not fussed by this move into the blogosphere for the editorial, however it's slightly unfocussed in the pieces she's highlighting bearing in mind who its audience might potentially be. I really was distressed at the Hilfiger jacket - it offends me with it's charity shop lariness. And I will gloss over the fit of the pockets of her 7/8ths, along with the colour of her toenails.
Mood status - is it possible a Londoner could be in a New York State of mind?
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