Thursday, May 21, 2009

Say No Go.

London is sunny today.

It feels warm.

Lunch at St John's was good... Elderberry beer, Breton cider*, beef, horseradish & grey wet salt, great company and conversation touching on fanzines, disco, house, Victorian denim, old shirts, old flags and even a bit of empire related philosophy (see * - they must be connected).

Footwear was well represented principally Derby and Oxford's, leather and suede.

I've mentioned elsewhere that we should make our own rules, so let's avoid making one now and see an equation we used a napkin to slave over;

Flips Flops + Chap + London = Total Charlie

It seems insane a naked woman would be arrested but this sort of social transgression can go unchallenged.

If you have to put a bit of the Cote d'Azur on your feet or a slice of EspaƱa on your soles (and why wouldn't you) try something like these:

Speak to the boys on Tib Street for more details.


Blogger underneath said...

Ohh.. really nice. Simply sartorial.

6:56 pm  
Blogger preppygoesrock said...

i love the shoes.....
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8:43 am  

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