It’s an age old question that’s yet to have a definitive answer; can we, and should we, separate the art from the artist?
Dolly Alderton’s debut memoir is an ode to the female friendship. It takes the form of anecdotal episodes from Dolly’s roaring twenties, and they all adhere to a common theme: recklessness. I can’t relate to Dolly’s hedonistic all nighters. Our twenties couldn’t be more different. Nonetheless, it is one of the most relatable books I’ve read.
Flared pants are everything a fashion-trend should be. Their defining feature - a pooling of fabric below the knee - serves no practical function or purpose, at least not for the aesthetically driven. And like the weather, trends come and go; nuances of the flared pant have moved in and out of the coveted periphery since the 1960s.