One of my loves is ‘slow fashion’. This is a pretentious way of saying I buy clothes secondhand (except knickers: I am not a complete beast). I’ve always done this. I spent hours in a massive, messy open plan Oxfam in Dalston as a teenager finding ridiculous outfits. I get it from my mum, who […]
I do not think there exists a woman who does not like a man to smell nice; by nice she means a smell which is as far removed as possible from the kind of scent she uses herself; something clean and herby is required.