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There’s something sexy about tailoring, a man in a well cut suit. It’s something often overlooked in fashion, tailoring, but from a menswear perspective, nothing looks as good. The sharpness of cut brings to mind Bond. Not James, but the

For their appearance as Pitti's guest designers, Undercover and Takahiromiyashita The Soloist delivered a joint spectacle that verged on the symbiotic, and which, despite being conceived in isolation from one another, arrived at startlingly similar destinations - namely, a sobering look

Craig Green’s shows are always emotional. It’s partly because we’ve known him since the very beginning, partly because he’s a lovely, lovely man, but mostly because, season on season, he seems to deposit a part of himself, of his very

Bobby Abley's boys (and girls) just want to have fun. Because if Looney Tunes, bunny ears, furry dungarees, buck-toothed grills and a large yellow Tweety Pie sweatshirt made entirely from marabou doesn’t communicate that the wearer wants to have fun,

Second show of the day is Pronounce, and this one’s styled by the big GS, AKA Garth Spencer. Well done him. Tonnes of great outerwear from Zhou and Li this season - duvet coats in optic white, shiny puffas, quilted PVC

Astrid Andersen combined two loves of ours, those loves being hunky young men and cowboy hats. She’s always had hunky young men, but she hasn’t always had cowboy hats. So was it a ride on, to put it bluntly, Ms

Hussein Chalayan shows his menswear in his Mayfair store. Which fits. These are clothes to buy, and clothes to wear. Which is not to say they are “normal” - Hussein is a cerebral designer, and does not deal in such.

Mama Lulu’s Class of Spring 2018 take to the catwalk. First - Art School. Business and pleasure. Office trousers fell into explosions of sequins at the ankle, pinstripe suits came up high and tight. Sheer dresses revealed the models bodies (and

That was (and excuse her French) “ah-fucking-mazing” according to La Neophitou. Also in her (slightly paraphrased) words - people don’t do fashion shows like that anymore, shows that stick with you, long after you’ve walked out of the door. And

Weekend activities (sleep, drink, drink more, eat, crippling depression, repeat) have been momentarily interrupted because *ta-dah* it’s another edition of London Fashion Week Men’s. Hurrah! We’ve been on the go allllll day. Well, not entirely true, as this, Liam Hodges’

A journey westwards to the Natural History Museum for Cottweiler’s latest. No matter - we’re fans of the duo’s sleazy, subversive sportswear, and they’ve quietly carved out a reputation as one of the most exciting shows in London. As befitting