It’s always exciting taking a pair of socks out on their first road test. Today I’m testing my new pair of pink Commes des Garcons.
First off, is the bedroom test:
Followed by the road test, on Poland Street, Soho. Accompanied by a pair of blue Prada loafers and black Acne jeans.
One of my favorite boutiques around London is Daniel Start. And why’s it one of my favorite – because of their exquisite selection of socks: Pantherella and Comme des Garcons. Of course, I already have a whole selection of Pantherellas, but I couldn’t resist buying a pair of pink Comme’s.
Christmas this year was spent split between Luxembourg with my sister and lil niece India, and SockGirl’s family @Lewins. Amongst my favorite presents was a copy of the Sartorialist – a compilation of all the best bits from the sartorially awesome blog.
“Flying high in my superman socks . . . blue socks on my douche feet”. I haven’t a clue what this means, however these guys are seriously fun + amusing . . .
Last Sunday was SockGirl’s birthday, so we popped off to Paris for the weekend. Obviously the big question was *what kinda socks are fit for the streets of St. Germain?* The answer was a pair of apple green Paul Smith’s – SPOTTED in the Mon Hotel ACCOMPANIED by not much else ; – )
One of the questions I’m often asked is “when should I bin my socks?”. Most people have problems throwing away socks, and amass a drawer full of holy socks. And I have to admit I’m a prime offender when it comes to sock-hoarding. The only problem with hoarding holy socks is that in moments of weakness (i.e. when I’m running low on socks) I grab said holy socks, and end up wearing them . . . See my latest offending holy Pantherellas below. N.B. these are now safely in sock heaven ; – )
Me and Sock Girl spent last Sunday wondering around the Frieze Art Fair (Regent’s Park, London), indulging in some art-therapy. Not a great deal excited me, however I did come across a couple of sock-themed art pieces, which seemed to sate both my love of socks and art at the same time – though I held off any sock art investments as I like to keep the two fairly separate for the moment. One for the future maybe . . .
One from Lothar Baumgarten (untitled) . . .
And another, which I’ve (wittily) called “Stuck between a sock and a hard place”, from Gabriel Kuri . . .
Another pic from SockGirl’s photoshoot. The sock salute – “hello Mayfair” from the SockGirl . . .
So, inspired by London Fashion Week, me and SockGirl decided to do our own impromtu fashion show / shoot on the streets of Mayfair last weekend. Sporting the upcoming SocksforSir.com range, SockGirl took on a novel approach to modeling socks – with the sock salute ; – )
If you were around certain parts of London this weekend, there were two things you couldn’t avoid 1) The Pope 2) Fashion week – and with both came hoards of pilgrims, some better dressed than others . . . As both a Catholic and a lover of fashion, I decided to do a bit of both on Saturday, so popped down to Buckingham Palace to see the Pope and then onto Pyrenex’s Dover Street pop-up shop for a Fashion Week party.
So the big question was – what kind of sock is reverent enough for an audience with the Pope, whilst fashionable enough for an audience of a 100 fashionistas? The answer is of course a pair of this season’s Richard James turquoise and red spot socks:
Whilst at the Pyrenex party, I bumped into another (more prolific) fashion blogger by the name of 5inchandup (Sandra), who was sporting a fabulous pair of olive Acne boots (together with invisible socks – see below). Sandra’s tip for an emerging sock trend was *socks with holes* – something to look out for in the upcoming season . . .
