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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?
5 comments:
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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