Boring?

I am so bored of New York Fashion week. Preens excuse for not coming home for the 25th anniversary of London Fashion Week was that showing in NY has increased their business both internationally and in the UK. That's all well and good, but I often find that designers that fly across the Atlantic bank on the fact that American's LOVE the U.K. They usually loose the thing that gave them the opportunity to show in NY in the first place. I came back from my Cornwall paradise holiday all excited to look on style.com and see what I can expect to drool over for the next six months, and to be honest, even Alexander Wang BORED the hell out of me (obviously only half bored, when I took a look at the details I cried a bit). Maybe I'm falling out of love with wearable designs, maybe the over saturated world of blogging, where every single one will have exactly the same format every single fashion week, is starting to wear thin on me. I mean, I can not be bothered to look at another skinny ass girl posting pictures of herself in something that resembles something Wang did and a pretty decent knock off of the seasons "must have" shoe. That's a half lie, it's definitely my biggest guilty pleasure after True Blood and Gossip Girl, but I want to be EXCITED. I thought I was in love with simple formulas and beautiful wearable clothes, but I think, just now whilst sat in my kitchen, I've decided I like a good concept and a shit load of drama. I am looking forward to Phi and to Rodarte, but even with them I feel like the love affair could be wearing thin. I could totally eat my words, but until then here are some things I do love.