This Is What My Mother Would Call 'Fashionable Folk'...London.

Wouldn't you agree?

Oh, before I let you go. Did I mention the snow?....in London....finally!

Well it's a very thin layer but we still get excited.

The London Question.

It takes a special kind of person, one that is in possession of huge amounts of talent and energy, to create and sell desirable objects that are not necessarily needed in massive quantities so as to create a mutli-billion dollar enterprise. It is this form of genius marketing that is in short supply when it comes to London as a fashion capital.


Before I go forward, I would like to differentiate between the high street and high fashion. There are multi-billion dollar high street fashion franchises in London such as Phillip Green's The Arcadia Group that owns Topshop, Topman, Dorothy Perkins etc, Marks and Spencer, Next to name but a few. As for high fashion, I struggle to find any apart from one.


You see, the other three traditional major fashion capitals - Milan, Paris and New York - are home to some of the world's major high fashion houses that are currently multi-billion dollar fashion franchises such as LVMH in Paris, Prada in Milan and Ralph Lauren in New York. When it comes to London, there is only one suitable candidate and that is Burberry.


Why is there no Calvin Klein equivalent or Donna Karan or Tommy Hilfiger in London? And that's just a few examples in New York. In Milan there are houses such as Dolce & Gabbana, Prada, Giorgio Armani, Versace. In Paris you got Chanel, Christian Dior, Yves Saint Laurent, Louis Vuitton to name but a few. Why is there only one in London?


I once had a conversation with Tim Blanks about this very topic and his take was because there isn't a sufficient infrastructure for designers in London. In terms of business mentoring, manufacturing base and marketing for international exposure.


There's no doubt whatsoever that London is a hot bed for massively talented fashion designers such as John Galliano at Dior, the late Alexander McQueen, Mathew Williamson formerly at Pucci, Stella McCartney, Christopher Bailey at Burberry and many others who all call London their home where they learned and nurtured their talents but soon left for greener and brighter pastures of New York and Paris.


Christopher Bailey worked for Donna Karan in New York before taking the helm at Burberry. John Galliano now resides in Paris with the stewardship of Dior and most recently Gareth Pugh now shows in Paris after a few seasons in London.


London needs much more than talented artists. It needs people like Domenico de Sole ( he and Tom Ford revived Gucci's fortunes in the nineties to become a global fashion power house The Gucci Group that owns a stable of other labels such as Bottega Venetta). Ralph Lauren, a man that grew his business from selling ties to a multi-billion dollar fashion giant. Bertelli at Prada. London needs people such as these that are equally talented business heads as their artist counterparts.


One very good example of a mordern-day Domenico-Ford type partnership in London is Angela Ahrendts and Christopher Bailey. I guess that's why Burberry is doing very well. Why don't we have such business heads in London like Angela Ahrendts. Look what she's done at Burberry. Amazing track record.


London needs many more fashion business heads. It's already got some of the best fashion schools: Central Saint Martins and London College of Fashion. There is also a new addition to this: Fashion Retail Academy opened not so long ago at Tottenham Court Road, so I hope that we shall have the next Calvin Kleins coming out of there real soon.


The British Fashion Council and a whole host of other corporate sponsors have a number of initiatives aimed at this very thing whereby they support up and coming designers with programmes such as NewGen, Fashion Forward and so on that provide mentoring programes from the world of international business, manufacturing abilities, sales promos in different cities like New York and Paris.

Such endeavours by the BFC are making a difference in terms of capturing the fashion world's attention that London is a serious contendor.


It doesn't matter to make the best merchandise artistically and getting massive press exposure if it cannot be monetized. We need genius marketeers in London if it is to be taken seriously as a fashion capital.

Dapper Dudes...LFW.

Last two pics of yours truly courtesy of the style snip. 

A splendid weekend to you all.

London - Karina, Somerset House.

This Is What My Mother Would Call 'Today's Youths'...Convent Garden, London.

She says that we guys have it easy. "In my day you wouldn't have all these gadgets."

My reply, "that is because they weren't invented yet and twenty first century living requires them."

That aside, doesn't this guy look so cool? He's the sort of chap I would hang with at school 'just to score chicks'...but not good for your grades...

Wouldn't you agree?

Glam...Convent Garden, London.

Warm and Cosy or Suffocation?

As temperatures slip further and further into lower single digits, don't you wish that you had one of these?


But then again, we wouldn't want to suffocate. Would we...?


What do you guys think?

Colourful...Sommerset House, London.

Beautiful at The Design Museum...Shad Thames, London.

At Somerset House - Fashion Week - London.

I shot this girl daily during fashion week simply because she blew me away with her style. Does anybody know who she is? Help!

Super Cool and Dapper.

I wish you all a splendid weekend.

Nadia...Sommerset House, London.

The weather: can I moan?

Well, as a London resident, I have earned the natural right to moan about the weather.

It is horrendous today- (wet and cold) - torrential rain. I'm talking of biblical proportions - and, I am tempted to stay in the house lazying about...in my jammies...on a weekday! My mother would be so disappointed. 

Don't you wish it could always be like this day here? Well, yesterday was...but it was bitterly cold! There's no satisfying this one, is there?

What's the weather like today in your city?

Shini...Sommerset House, London.

Before Diaghilev exhibition at the V&A...South Kensington, London.

The Big Smoke.

She drives me nuts, but I still love her.

The traffic congested roads, the endless roadworks, the never-ending ambulance and police sirens, the overpriced-shoe-box-size housing, the idiotic congestion charge, the congested tube network, the overpriced restaurants that serve sick-inducing food, the crappy weather, the comic-looking mayor...


I could go on and on about the reasons why I should hate her, but my love for her is only matched by my love for Range Rovers. They are a nightmare to own but just like a naughty child, you still love them unconditionally because deep deep down in your heart their shortfalls are the reasons why you love them in the first place, otherwise it would be boring and mundane.


Cold sweats occur everytime I'm away from her, and then I realise how much I terribly miss her. She keeps surprising me all the time with her hidden gems. I never know what to expect each time I leave my house because there's always something up her scandalous sleeve - that little boutique that wasn't there last week, the little street/alleyway that I never knew existed.


It's the place where you'll find all races from all over the world in living in peace and harmony along each other, the haves living right next to the have nots.


The Victoria and Albert museum, the view from Parliament Hill Fields, Hampstead Heath, the view of St. Paul's Cathedral at night from Millenium Bridge and The Tate Gallery, Harrods, The Ritz hotel at Green park, St. James, Carnarby Street and many other places that I keep revisiting just to see what's new.


And that my friends, is why this place that seven million souls call home captured my heart and never let go. If you don't know by now, I'm talking about London town...

Do you love your city as much as I love mine?