1) The last time I bought anything from Oasis was in Summer 1999, when lots of us girls in Vogue House bought these cool stretch shirtdresses in forest green and in black. And all my girlfriends and my sister bought one too once I’d marched them down to Oxford Street. I haven’t seen anything in the intervening 7 years that I’d bother with but, having seen their AW07 collection, I can safely say that Oasis is back on form. The coats! The dresses!
2)There is nothing like walking into the chippie and saying “Bag a chips, open please.” Yum. Now I don’t have to do it for another year.
3)The dachshund now has its own Facebook page, courtesy of my sister.
4)According to The Evening Standard, TopShop has been ordered to pay £12 000 compensation for copying a Chloé yellow dungaree dress. It has also had to shred all the copies. About bloody time too. I am getting a bit sick of rifling through the High Street rails, saying to myself, “Temperley” (Principles), “Marc”(Hennes), etc etc etc. ‘Inspired by’ is one thing. Blatant rip-off quite another.
5) Taxis in London: £15 to the Angel from Bond Street! Bloody Hell. Tea at Claridges: £11.55 for a pot of Earl Grey for two! Thank Christ for an expense account.
6) Clare Waight Kellor: possibly the most intelligent, switched on fashion designer I’ve had the pleasure of interviewing.
7) Indian takeaways in London are spectacularly good. New York ones are fit for the bin and nothing else. (Although I’m desperate to be persuaded otherwise).
8) Men in New York are much sexier.