A Man’s Visual Instinct…?

Whether we are at work, on Oxford Street doing some much needed shopping with the girls, heading to Old Street for early evening drinks or Sunday lunching with family and friends, no matter where our presence may be, our appearance shall always be judged. Where does the fashion sensitive woman’s standards and visual instincts, that she uses to judge herself and other women, really come from? Ayesha Charles Reports.   Jennifer Lopez Versace Grammy Dress Basic humaninstincts has us judge what is before us with our senses, those of us lucky enough to have all five senses seem to be led instinctively by what appears. What we wear can blur the lines of class, status, wealth, politics and taste, giving us the all the ability to materialise as who we want to be or who we wish to be perceived as. Fortunately or not, depending on your stance, what we wear and our general external appearance plays an immensely significant role in how...
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The Fashion Paradox:Fashion Cycle

The Fashion Paradox:Fashion Cycle

 Azzedine Alaia and Grace Jones A major part of going out for a night on the town is the dressing up and being appreciated for our adornment - that’s exactly why we do it. There’s no gratitude in dressing up without an appreciative eye to witness our efforts. It’s like wearing an Azzedine Alaia dress where nobody even knows who he is, let alone recognises one of his designs. Vain and self important? Most definitely so; dressing up is part of a process, a self fulfilling prophecy that requires us, once taken pride in decorating ourselves, the need to be seen and appreciated in order to complete the full circle of ‘enjoying’ dressing up. When women meet with friends on nights out, don’t we spend at least the first fifteen minutes together discussing what we are wearing? And new purchases or garments our friends haven’t seen us in before tend to be appreciated more, no matter how much they loved the...
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The Fashion Paradox: Fashion, A Love Hate Thing

The Fashion Paradox: Fashion, A Love Hate Thing

The relationship between women and fashion is no doubt a precarious one, if fashion was to resemble that of a man it wouldn’t take long for any sensible woman to give this unreliable, demanding, unforgiving and temperamental man the stiletto heeled boot. But as shaky as the relationship remains between fashion and the woman, we continue to love it, to nurture it and eventually we become inseparable. A woman’s love affair with fashion is indelible, the second we find and love it, we become conscious of an enigmatic language that exists in the world we inhabit, a language that speaks so beautifully, that travels across continents, that defines moments, eras, people and cultures – a language so addictive that we will invest the pennies, often our last penny to master the art of the unspoken speech until we become fluent. Unfortunately it is only those that we love that have the ability to truly hurt and disappoint us, sadly the longer I love fashion...
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