Mmmm delish fashion sense at work here…. If you look closer at the lovely pink dress you can see that there are ickle stars on it – ahhhh everyone.

Why oh why she thought that this was a good look is beyond me – waitress chic maybe? Was it a bet?

This one must also deserve the ‘natty socks’ tag.

Apologies for the fuzziness of this one. Had to revert to the mobile camera which was caked with pocket fluff.

It was too good to miss the colour combination that beggars belief, notice that the rest of the insane combo makes the terry towelling hoody look positively sane. The socks (if thats what they are) alone would be deserving of a place in the London Fashion Victim hall of fame though.

Every time I look at this picture trying to come up with witty, insightful (*cough* juvenile *cough*) comments it strikes me dumb with its very wrongness. Unequivocal proof that ‘you can’t go wrong with vintage clothes’ is bullcrap. Viv la vintage!

I had to work for this one. Unfortunately he was too wily for me and I only captured the shoes/socks and jacket combo whilst missing out on the lovely bright orange necktie.

Nevertheless an atypical shoreditch twattite – also overhead were his critiques on fashion as I stalked followed him down the street. Obviously it’s the height of fashion to wear trousers that terminate a country mile above the ankle to show off your natty sockage. I just can’t fathom out the ‘dad’ shoes though. Just for your delectation here’s a tasty close-up.