Oh my oshkosh b'gosh

I lived in my oshkosh b'gosh dungarees as a child. A tomboy til the age of seven, I returned to my old faithfuls on several occasions after discovering skirts. As a Blossom devotee, I wore cut-off white denim dungarees with a flamenco blouse and glittery jelly sandals to my primary school leavers dance. Needless to say, I didn't get my first kiss that night. That didn't dissuade me from wearing them throughout my first year at high school, grunge style, with a plaid shirt and boots. Oh yeah!

So imagine my amazement to see them crop up once more on the catwalks this year in every imaginable incarnation, from dirty denim to leopard-trim suede. The question is - can I bring myself to wear them once more? Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

steve allan

nicole fahri

cynthia steffe

louise gray

ralph lauren

Location vacations

London Fashion Week is upping sticks and hauling couture ass to Somerset House this September. Hardly a surprise location, this architectural gem follows in the footsteps of previous LFW homes - The Natural History Museum, Duke of York's, Battersea and Olympia have all hosted the fash pack in the past. But what would happen if the British Fashion Council were to transplant themselves to somewhere a little less conventional? Here are a few of my fantasy favourites...

London Zoo would be perfect for 'guerilla fashion shows' and would bring new meaning to 'stalking the runway'...

Heathrow's Terminal 5 would suit those that pushed and prodded one another to be first in line during last season's fashion week. Fashion's most impatient would be right at home in an airport, watching as flights of fancy ascended the runway...

Wimbledon race track would be a fitting setting for the crowds to place bets on the next big trend as the models raced one another to the end of the catwalk...

Thoughts?