Remember that Sophie Kinsella book-turned-film Confessions of a Shopaholic? I used to dream of attending sample sales and finding a pair of red stiletto boots that I would buy through a combination of impulsive rationale (an oxymoron or just a moron?) and obsessive jealousy at the thought of someone else getting her feet into them before … Continue Reading

Winter is my favourite season. It never used to be, but as I grow older I find that I appreciate the solace and the introspection that cold weather can bring. I also appreciate being able to layer on the kind of clothing that allows me to eat as many buttery crumpets as I want to … Continue Reading

I’m a firm supporter of that old adage that one person’s trash is another’s treasure. Especially when that treasure arrives in the form of vintage Maxmara. Finding authentic vintage and retro clothing here in South Africa can at times be a task of Herculean proportions – all the proper good stuff from the Forties to … Continue Reading

The only way I would ever agree to go back to school was for this look post. So we waited until the final bell rang, snuck in through the chainlink fence and hung out on the bleachers for the afternoon. Extracurricular activities, hall monitors and (shudder) team spirit are all things I never quite got … Continue Reading

There is something stereotypically wanton about the Red Dress. It demands attention, it advertises an untamed passion and it makes sure you look twice. Lingeringly. While none of the reactions attributed to the Red Dress attract me (well at least I tell myself that) the invitation to a friend’s wedding prompted the sudden rush for … Continue Reading