This column in the Guardian's Saturday magazine supplement is invariably the same every week. Mr Petridis will chuckle scornfully about whatever it is those oh-so-wacky menswear designers have come out with this time, accompanied by a photo of the author wearing a smug, condescending look on his face. Well sorry, but sometimes it's necessary to take some risks with your style. I for one believe these Bernhard Willhelm-for-Topman sunglasses were made to grace a good few sunny afternoons spent lounging around the DCA piazza. Nothing "unreservedly barmy" about that, surely? Well, is there?
Monday, 12 May 2008
that obscure object of desire
This column in the Guardian's Saturday magazine supplement is invariably the same every week. Mr Petridis will chuckle scornfully about whatever it is those oh-so-wacky menswear designers have come out with this time, accompanied by a photo of the author wearing a smug, condescending look on his face. Well sorry, but sometimes it's necessary to take some risks with your style. I for one believe these Bernhard Willhelm-for-Topman sunglasses were made to grace a good few sunny afternoons spent lounging around the DCA piazza. Nothing "unreservedly barmy" about that, surely? Well, is there?
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Alex Petredis is a simpering tosser, always giving great reviews to shite bands every week.
Those shades are a bit Andy Warhol, but pretty cool. I think the only way to know if they would suit you is to try a pair on.................
They're not stocked in any shops except the Oxford Circus branch of Topman. I'll order a pair online and can always return them if they look *really* laughable.
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