I hate to say it but I find the bulk of American TV channels (in particular the ones that hotels come equipped with) quite frightening/hilarious and a little hard to adjust to....the overly enthusiastic news reporters, the infomercials, the very long advert breaks and the ads themselves and just in general a different presentation style altogether in comparison to the UK.  I have this awful habit of needing to have noise - radio/TV in order to fall asleep and I do recall a particularly gruesome/unintentionally funny Amityville Horror documentary giving me a rather restless night last year when I was in Miami.  So since I've got wireless in the hotel room in San Francisco, I shall be wiling the nights away watching BBC Archive.  I was half convinced at BBC's British Fashion season which has kicked off in recent weeks with both Twiggy's Frock Exchange (more useful than I expected as I learnt how to make a n

'Tis the year for FTV to explode (and hopefully not implode too embarrassingly...).  I'm not referring to the cable TV channel that both perplexes and fascinates people (I like to watch it when I don't want to think about what I'm watching and just mindlessly be glued to the screen...).  I'm talking about fashion TV programmes in general.  I'll be expanding my gripes and grievances in due course but for now, I'll say that I think the TV channels in the UK seem eager to rectify the problems.  Channel 4'S Gok's Fashion Fix is a nudge in an ok direction even if there are many cringey moments and their preoccupation with 'price' and 'fashion' is a little irksome.  Now we have something from BBC2 entitled...'Twiggy's Frock Exchange' hosted by duh...

I'm about to indulge in some 'popular culture' posting, the stuff that will probably rile people up.  The truth is... why fight it.... in the same way that I was a Roswell geek years ago, seeking out forums to indulge, today I'm a full-on Project RUNWAY addict, downloading it and watching it like a mad woman.  Like Britain's Next Top Model to America's Nex Top Model, our very own Project Catwalk does come off looking like the poor relation and that's not to knock the contestants from Project Catwalk but for some reason the format hasn't quite hit its stride in the way Project Runway has done since season four. 

It's another year and Wimbledon has come around again.  My interest in sports in general is unsurprisingly minimal but for some reason tennis has me hooked in a way that is quite inexplicable seeing as I don't play it particularly well either, yet any old match will have me glued to the screen for hours on end.  This year though, a more sensible explanation for my tennis fixation, would be that the style stakes at Wimbledon have been ramped up, so much so that newspapers are commenting on what players are wearing as much as how they are faring in the competition.  Actually, that's not the real explanation either but it is quite hilarious to see people making a fuss about *gasp* a pair of shorts on a woman.  Tutus and white trenches on court, rumours of kilts and Federer's preppy vs. Nadal's pirate look; all the sort of 'style' drivel that are cluttering up the back pages of newspapers and also Vogue.com.