Mrs B commands a majestic entrance, coming up on to the dramatically lit stage of the evening talk in her name at London's Arts Club. If not for the dark dress (Lanvin, beautifully tailored) and unusual, striking jewellery, I would swear I might have mistaken her for a matriarch of a more majestic sort.
And while we are more open to purchasing electronic products that are China- made, many of us are still resistant to paying top dollars for a designer bag or a dress that's manufactured there (as opposed to home countries of these fashion houses). Admit it, there is hesitation. So, why the prejudice?
When I was younger I didn't really 'get' fashion. I mainly ran around in wellington boots, Barbour jackets (way before they were cool) and got jolly muddy in the rain. All I knew was that whatever was in Vogue was really, really beautiful and that I wanted to edit it. This desire has stayed with me becoming my ultimate point of focus. Years later and surrounded daily by thousands of pounds worth of clothes, there are still some things that I don't 'get'.
They have helped make stars and history, formed political fashions and pharaohs' essentials for the afterlife and are counted as one indicator of economic boom and bust. They also stay closer to men for longer than their wives or girlfriends ever will. So, why is it that men apparently give so little consideration to their underpants?