InSEXt

Earlier this week I styles and photographed an amazing graduate collection.

Inspired by bones and bugs, the clothes fit the female skeleton perfectly.

With a mix of trailered office wear, and over sized knits, the collection brings together smart and casual pieces, to make some inspirational and unique ensembles.

The craftsmanship is second to none, and the hand painted digital prints show the sheer hard work, and dedication, of a designer who will undoubtably go far.

Match Point

For todays uniform:

Today, my game of what to wear had hit deuce.

On the left side of the court we have a navy striped Fred Perry polo, not seen since I opened it on Christmas day 2009, found in my recent wardrobe rummage.

Paired with light blue tailored shorts,

a new pair of stripped tennis socks,

and

an ever reliable pair of Vans.

A look worthy of any Ball boy.

On the right side of the court we have a red striped Fred Perry polo, not seen since the days of early courtship in the SHAM relationship. This one holds the Grand Slam of my wardrobe, just for sentimental reasons

Paired with faded black cut off jeans,

A slightly older pair of granddad socks,

And

Trusty Dr Martens

A look worthy of any underdog.

After a tense few moments

As the game reached match point. The blue outfit hit an ace and off I went in my unseen polo, heading for the strawberries and cream. Leaving the unfortunate red, to head back to the happy days of my memory.

A New Day

The sun is shining outside and change is in the air.

My blog has been rather neglected for the last few months. However, I have now made it my mission to up the ante and get on top of the fashion world.

Today as the sun shone through my ever so strangely shaped window, I felt a new lease of life come over me. I have decided to sort my ever increasing wardrobe into something a bit more manageable.

Out goes the masses of Jack Wills workwear and tired knitwear, over used and worthy of a charity shop bin. Although much of it had been worn to death, I have found a collection of pieces worthy of an eBay bargain hunter and those prep wannabe types.

As I sifted through the masses of things I hadn't worn since the early days of my career as a trainee folder. I found some garments that were barley worn and worthy of a new lease of life. This is always a delight, the excitement of a new item, but without the guilt of spending your hard earned pennies on something that will be in the charity shop pile by the end of next season.

I now have to overwhelming task of arranging what I want to keep into style and colour order, pernickety I know, but well worth it when your in a rush, and once completed I can take a step back and look in ease at what will be gracing my body over the next few months.

I hope this inspires someone else to undertake this liberating task.