The scent of the apocalypse
We’ve all been there. Squeezed up against the window in some public transport or other, jammed solidly in place, no[…]
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We’ve all been there. Squeezed up against the window in some public transport or other, jammed solidly in place, no[…]
Read moreIs it just me or has there been something of a deluge of denim-related books the past couple of years?[…]
Read moreYou’ll no doubt have paid due attention to the first two instalments of my Barcelona trilogy, where I discover the[…]
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Read moreI distinctly recall an ongoing conversation I had with my erstwhile sidekick Scratch a few years ago regarding the availability[…]
Read moreWhile knocking about the back streets of the Gothic Quarter of Barcelona this summer, eyes wide open, taking in the[…]
Read moreLyle and Scott are on a roll this season. Not just one, but two pieces that show that someone has[…]
Read moreGuest post by Newcastles finest, Scratch. The thoughts behind this were sparked by a conversation I recently had with Well[…]
Read moreIf there was a scale of hipness when it comes to items made of multiple scraps of fabric, I’d like[…]
Read moreSo, last time I left you hanging with the image of a t-shirt that had been dunked in tea in[…]
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