On Saturday night I jumped over a MASSIVE hurdle, which will hopefully open up more opportunities in the future. I was part of an actual session at an actual real life book festival. Books in the Castle was the first ever book festival hosted in Newark (in the castle grounds not surprisingly) and for once …
My idea of vintage: A flea market steal of embroidered sixties iconography, a perfectly preserved era defining design instantaneously transforming me into a unique Biba-esque beacon of supreme style and effortless cool. My reality of vintage: An overpriced, retina scarring paisley print polyester marquee masquerading as an apparently desirable dress that smells of damp …