No-one has yet designed a bag that does it all. You can, however, boil your collection down to around 3 styles, budget permitting and leaving aside performance equipment or functional stuff like rolling luggage...
What makes a good design? What makes a great designer? Does it have anything to do with taste? Does it matter? The question I prefer to ask is how does the designer's work make me feel? What does it inspire in me? If the answer is nothing, then subjectively, it's not for me.
The fashion month is over and oh my, what a fantastic roller-coaster it was. While attending Milan Fashion Week for the first time and for the entire fashion week I had the chance to experience so many different emotions, from excitement and being amazed to getting extremely tired and skipping meals.
Every six months I look forward to this moment. The moment where fashion enthusiasts, designers, stylists, photographers, models and celebrities gather for fashion. Yes, I'm talking about fashion week in New York, London, Milan and Paris. Everyone wants to work in fashion but not everyone makes it.
On a crisp November Friday evening, I had the pleasure of visiting the jaw-dropping decadence of the Victoria and Albert Museum to see their new monthly event, Fashion in Motion.
As the fashion circus leaves town for another season it's a moment to reflect. The fall-out surrounding Kanye West's Spring Summer 2016 Yeezy presentation during New York Fashion Week in September has prompted me to once again comment on catwalk capers. Where to start?
The idea of the week was to demonstrate how to realign our bodies with our mind and to regain our focus in a world full of stresses and distractions. What could be more perfect?
I'm back with my final two shows to feature from this years New Zealand Fashion Week. Held at the Viaduct Event Centre in Auckland, this event is always good fun. A lot more relaxed than London Fashion Week but no less glamourous. It was a fun filled few days on the front row.
I live by the mantra that you should never just like anything - you need to show passion and either love or hate something. Lucky for me I both love and loathe Fashion Week in equal measure, which resulted in the most exciting rollercoaster of a week ever. Well, technically three weeks as it took a week to prepare for it and a week to recover.
One of my favourite events at LFW was the Aspinal of London SS16 presentation. Not only for the beautiful floral entrance and line up of fit men holding up umbrellas, as it was pissing it down, also because Ashley James and I got quite a bit drunk!
With fashion month in full swing, I got to thinking - what's the deal with trends? Don't get me wrong, I love to see the process of a trend taking place, but do we all really love what's trending? Not always.
Like most things, the beginnings of any great change often grows from the grassroots, and in this instance with the individual demanding greater transparency from their retail outlets. If the market dictates cleaner fashion, my hope is that mainstream fashion will start to clean up its act. Only then will I willingly retire.
Whether you love it, hate it or you're not particularly fussed by it, London Fashion Week is totally a big thing. So I reluctantly decided to get involved this season. And, lets be honest, why wouldn't I be into it, with such demanding questions like: "What on earth will I wear?" "But where will I sit?" "Have I lost enough weight to fit into a size zero, built for a child, outfit?"
In a day and age when print magazines seem to offer less content then their online counterparts at a greater cost and lesser convenience, this issue of Garage makes you want to actually buy the magazine (crazy right?).
Fashion week (or month if you include New York, Milan and Paris too), is quickly becoming the time of year when a spotlight shines not just on next season's trends but on collaboration between the fashion and technology industries.
It's officially fashion week! You've got the invite, you've got the designer garb, now all you have to do is show up, give face and pout till your lips drop off. You need to pretend to be interested yet act completely aloof and always use the hashtag #bitchplease.