Happiness is to be found when in pursuit of it, in the soothed expectation, on the way, not only upon the arrival. Accepting detours, just going the way, which is anyhow not this obvious to anyone.
Thomas Bettinelli

Happiness is just a hairflip away.
Chris Crocker


"The way the system works now, you see the clothes, within an hour or so they're online, the world sees them. They don't get to a store for six months. The next week, young celebrity girls are wearing them on red carpets. They're in every magazine. The customer is bored with those clothes by the time they get to the store. They're overexposed, you're tired of them, they've lost their freshness".
Tom Ford


James Long

Even today, much of Brighton has resisted much of the gentrification that is so rapidly altering London. Back in the early Nineties, when James Long just about recalls staggering to the stone beach wearing a bathrobe to recover from the night before, this was a place where the Levellers-loving radical crusties and clubbers on a comedown after Coco rubbed along just fine. Around them crumbled some of the British Empire's most bravado-charged architectural jewels, chief of which was the ersatz pleasure palace built for George IV, the Royal Pavilion. For this season, James Long alchemized this inspirational swirl into a collection of easy, dreamy extravagance. A mix of paisley and chinoiserie was as inchoate as the architectural appropriation of the Prince Regent's pleasure palace, the off-the-shoulder camo-print dressing-gown coats and evening jackets were opium-den undone. More acid house than Royal Pavilion was the tie-dyed and roughly painted distressed denim, and crustie-weave jacquard (sometimes patched) on bombers, frayed hoodies, jeans and puffas. Like those Brighton tribes, the disparate elements of James Long's proposition rubbed happily alongside each other : a liberally be-ruffled short-sleeved dress shirt above patched collage jeans, or a pair of track shorts tied with what looked like a black silk cravat. It all came together in a personally observed, deftly achieved, and broadly desirable collection.

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