Satyenkumar Shirting AW09.
Of the nigh on ten shows I attended at last season's LFW menswear day, Satyenkumar proved itself the most enjoyable. Granted its success was in part due to my being placed in a row where I actually had a chance of deciphering what garment was what fabric etc., but it was undoubtedly because of the clothing too - a heady fusion of Swiss voile, tulle and a kaleidoscope of colour.But the bright pastels of his SS10 collection wouldn't be my first port of call having embarked on wardrobe-enhancement since the AW09 shirts trump all else. From bib-detailing to sheerness to panels and numerous hues of blue, this is definite

Nushu proffers bargain boots.
As fabrics go, suede has always appeared staid and too-traditional for my taste. It reminded me of native-American/Indian costumes and trawls through vintage and thrift shops that sold tat and smelt off, wherein there'd almost invariably be a collection of ill-fitting, too-rich brown suede jackets whose only chance of leaving the shop-floor could only occur if stock was being given out for free.But River Island, of all places, has altered my opinion. Despite the majority of their stock being of the arbitrary-number-covered tees and shirts striped-to-the-nth-degree variety, their range of footwear by Nushu rarely fails

The Full Circle: accessories to staple white tees.
Cardigans (well, those of the bulkier variety) really aren't all that practical. I contemplated using my BT2 gift voucher on that Junk de Luxe number but, in all likelihood, it wouldn't get worn that often since the Dexter Wong for Lens donkey jacket is sufficiently insulating and there's not a day goes by it's not worn. What I really need right now, surprisingly, are tees for extra warmth for the trek to college and prevention of over-heating mid-lecture.Whether they're in tatters, discoloured due to an idiotic approach to washing or just ill-fitting, my t-shirts aren't fulfilling their role as wardrobe staple that sees you succeed with even the mo

Margiela- and MJ-inspired Horror Garb.
Spending more time studying the notion of the 'abject' and its application to the Horror genre of film, than researching possible Halloween outfits is no fun at all. Well, not exactly, we do get to watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre as part of the case-study but it still means I'm currently costume-less.Like unwavering self-confidence, blissful ignorance and pocket money, the ardour for Halloween costume-construction is something that many of us lose following that rude awakening - the transition from childhood to adolescence. I might take an avid interest in putting together what to we

Clarks Commemorates the Desert Boot.
Alleviating alcohol- and partying-induced aches is no mean task. However, I find the process of recovery is expedited somewhat when footwear- fetishizing is involved. After countless hours of traipsing around in search of THE boots, I eventually succumbed to dark brown suede. No they're not exactly what I'd envisaged but they're pretty damn fine all the same. No pics as of yet since I've returned to the homeland - sans entire - wardrobe for the weekend but a post is soon to follow...What I do have though is a serious, and entirely unexpected, lust for Clarks. Once the prime purveyor of school-appropriate and irri