The chronology on this blog will seem confusing to those that are either following fashion weeks intensely or have already seen this Time Out piece which came out last week in the London edition.  It's the blogger's time lag.... or blag....?  Actually that reminds me too much of an odious term that was circulating at London Fashion Week (blogger + ligger = bligger... I'd check up on UrbDict if you're not sure what ligger is...).  So anyway, it's just my tardy posting.  But hey like I said, the season doesn't end on March 11th and in fact it's all only just begun so there is obviously muchy muchy more to come.

All the external signs are there.  The Eurostar has been stuck for 16 hours plus in the Channel tunnel.  Easyjet flights have been grounded.  Motorways are chocker-block.  Roads are slippy.  Trains are delayed.  My cheeks are threatening to go all floopy in the cold.  Yes, the big freeze has forced me to do nothing but revel in central heating, endless cups of tea, needlessly fiddle about with home Chrimbo decorations and revel in my assortment of sofa softies (Emma Cook cushion, APC Madras patchwork quilt and Gap knitted slippers - thanks EJ!).  Not that err... Eurostar, Easyjet or motorways are anything to do with me but that's not the point!  It's all going to malfunctioning pot out there and I'm staying put.  End of.

>> I'm going to apologise for the next few posts being "I bought this... blah blah blah..." but given that London's sample sales have rolled in all at once it seems into a chunky cheque fest (the only time my dusty cheque book comes out...) where I splurge everything on, seeing as January sales are still going to be heftily priced for me.  So I'm having to theme my purchases somewhat to eradicate that random "Hey I bought this..." feeling.

Pah!  These bloggers and their books, magazines and what not.  Join me in my quest to keep bloggers as the lazy potatoes that they are, sitting on their couches, stroking their cheapie Primark quilt, hugging Totoro dolls, channel surfing through the shit-end of Freeview and maybe occasionally looking at their laptop to check Typepad.  I am of course perhaps brandishing a mass of bloggers with my own particular habits of good-for-nothing-bumdon.  Still, join me if you will in couch-warming if you're not as enterprising as the likes of Scott, Garance and now Mary Scherpe (kudos on interview