Morning Strap-Fans. Too busy to be banging on, but I note a week does not go by anymore without me lying on the floor of Mr.Hare's shop on Stafford Street, taking pictures of their more avant garde shoes on one client or other. This one is no exception: Theolonius Monks in cobalt blue or white and grey ostrich (click), silk print suit by Rake Lounge.
Am flat-flippin'-flat out today, and this is a work in progress, but those shoes are utterly brilliant. Somewhere between Psycho-Billy Rude-boy and futuristic dental surgeon. Have that footwear pedestrians.
They remind me of a wedding I went to in 1983. I peaked on the style stakes that day. Must shoot off. More as and when.
Stubbs is out in The Metropolis, (leaking) roof down, flat out.