My first “proper” suit was a nightmare. Polyester blend fabric in a terrifying shade of navy that buzzed slightly under close examination. Sleeves and shoulders twice the size of my…
I was reminded that day that Portland weather can’t be trusted, even when you think you’ve learned its unpredictable ways. I was walking to meet a potential client at a…
Ok, time to come clean with something that would have made old Millennial Me weak at the knees. I actually love Marks & Spencer basics. Hear me out – I…
Full disclosure: when I first started working in tech 10 years ago, if someone had told me they cared about overcoats I would’ve assumed they had some kind of issues…
Look, I’ll admit it: I’ve feared the death of the British high street as much as anyone. I’ve endured the depressing procession of Topman closures and House of Fraser downsizings…
The office Christmas party is a kind of temporal torture reserved only for Britain. That strange place in December – sometime between 4pm on a Friday and when your workplace…
Ok, let’s be real: it began as a bet. Well, more of a dare really. I was out having dinner with my editor Michael and as you do when you…