Green with envy. I am staying with my friend Lynnette. After ten years of hanging out I was well aware of her immaculate designer necklace to sock outfits. Like me she tries to never be seen in the same outfit. Also quite often when I would invite her out she would proclaim her ironing pile was stacking up..BORING I would yell. Now it all makes sense. With a penchant for the Antwerp Six alongside their Japanese counterparts there is enough Margiela, Comme, Hussein Chalayan, Bruno Pieters, Preen, Jens Laugesen, Costume National, Bernard Willhelm and Undercover here to start a museum. Collectors items. 8 of the same t-shirt- Margiela Aids T-shirt-  in all of the hues. A Chloe shoe pile to bring tears to your eyes, then a stack of Karen Walker sunglasses to hide them. Then there is the shop front attention to detail. All ironed then folder with a square plastic board. A Summer wardrobe gets swapped once the cold weather begins then resides in the spare room. Everything colour co-ordinated to match a rainbow, and the pot of gold is actually her fashion book collection.

Even the underwear is neatly cupped and folded so the bras are in tiny mountains joining their friends of the same colour. This is the neat daughter my dad always dreamed of. These tiny photos don’t do her amazing wardrobe justice. I think I should start an open house.