Colour Me Bad

Rick Owens seems to be a vibe that waterfalls out of my wardrobe, but who can resist the unisex drapes and mesh that brings out the dark mystical art in fashion and movement. I'm selling the top below through my Ebay, and I love the way it parachutes in unconventional directions and methods, looking like a twisted prince creature as it contorts around the body.

My mid way-and-year resolution however has been to invest more in menswear magazines, as the glossy prints in-hand tend to capture and illuminate colour so much more effectively compared to online. And in doing so I've coloured in an intense affection for red. I love how it can be interpreted into the dusty romantic trends of the moment, where tops practically melt into the chest. And adding a metallic tone and edge, like in the last editorial below, gives roses a masculine stem. For my own adoption of the colour though, while 'military' might have been last season with the Balmain sensation, I still have a regimented army love for it. So with a vintage top with silken appeal that I picked up at the weekend, I clashed army buttons with a vibe that screams Michael Jackson's Thriller era.