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You may be accustomed to the dramatics emanating from HøF at this time of year. Much like flowering plants and breeding birds, we respond to the seasonal cues of longer days and warmer temperatures by coming up with daring, garish…
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As you may know, when you’re 6ft tall and have a job which requires being occasionally smart, finding a shirt that fits properly is a real headache. So we travelled to East London to meet and photograph Kat Lytton, the…
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Ok I’m going to lay it down for you. The brutal truth. These photos weren’t taken in London. Nor were they taken recently. I considered pretending they were from the bank holiday weekend; indeed, the balmy conditions might have assisted with…
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I was stopped in my tracks by the beautiful song of a small, unexciting looking bird sitting on a telegraph cable. It’s tiny lungs giving rise to a song of such purity and quality that it cut through the dense…
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Last week, I had the pleasure of attending an extravaganza of a wedding in Florida, requiring no less than 3 outfits: cocktail attire, an outfit suitable for a Palm Beach brunch and a black tie dress. None of these are easy…
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A corporate, minimal style seems apt to publish this Easter weekend. Not only does it hark back to what we love most – quality, timeless style, but it also hints at questions over my career. Zo and I always knew it…
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From a technicolour world to a grey one, my first day back on UK soil was dark. Literally. It was spent hibernating in a cocoon of duvets and blankets, mentally willing my flat to warm up. After some time, I…
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The sea mist was heavy in Cape Town yesterday morning. I woke to the comforting sounds of ships in the bay sounding their horns. The last few weeks had been restless, hot nights lying on my sheets gasping for the…
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First of all, apologies for the title. I had a particularly frivolous weekend in Cape Town and it’s the first thing I thought of when I started typing. Call it a lack of sleep, or over-indulgence or just blonde. The…
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