Paul Smith can always be relied upon to come up with smart well-cut clothing with an idiosyncratic twist. His show for London Fashion Week reeked of House of Eliott, Brideshead00300m Revisited and Agatha Christie's Poirot. Models were sent down the catwalk with softly waved, bobbed hair and dresses were drop-waisted and worn with long strands of pearls. There was an air of Gallic insouciance, the models had their hands in their pockets and shirt collars poked out from slouchy jumpers giving what the French call "négligé chic". I am considering seling a kidney to buy his gorgeous lace-ups which he tied with contrasting neon ribbons; a nod to modernity and passing trends perhaps...


Neon resurfaced later in the show in the form of knits, but they didn't really fit in with the rest of the collection. Apart from that the show was successful, with lovely slim fit tailored trousers (bye-bye remaining kindney!) and tweedy jackets. I've got a lot of affection for the Nottingham lad who learnt his tailoring skills at evening classes, and the consistent quality of his collections will probably turn that affection into stalking by SS 08!