Style
The impossible dream of a clean white shirt
I have no wish to sound like a worn and bitter hack, sand-blasted by weltschmerz, but I don’t have many…
The sheer joy of nighties
One of the many problems with the internet is that it’s increasingly difficult to know if something has become ubiquitous…
The brutality of being a bridesmaid
There stands the bride. Perfect hair, perfect nails, perfect fake tan. She may not have slept the previous night or…
Hang on to your hat – they’re making a comeback
‘Thank goodness for racing,’ says Rachel Trevor-Morgan. She is a milliner — a hat maker — so it’s no surprise…
It’s thought that counts when it comes to good prose
This is a sentence. As is this — not an exceptionally beautiful one, but a sentence all the same, just…
Taki’s guide to style
Gstaad They have busy eyes and the set of their mouths is that of a hungry carnivore. Their hands are…
