Not Brit, not Asian...just funny!

Spotted a little Justin Bieber wannabe walking past me on the tube wearing a t-shirt with an arrow pointing up and another pointing down. I look closer, the arrow up sports the word 'Beauty', the arrow down...you've guessed it, 'Beast'. Absolutely f***ing hilarious.

Can I have your bag?

On the tube today, marvelling at the fabulousness of the two Japanese girls seated in front of me. A huge Thomas Sabo watch here, a Rodarte loose knit jumper there, jersey maxi tube skirts and Alexander Wang well, everything else, both pulled off grungy glam with the casual insouciance it requires.

I clutched my oversized Topshop holdall with Wang-esque zip detailing as I stared at the Real Thing sitting in front of me (not knocking my fab Topshop find - a godsend for us mere mortals not wishing to part with £800 for a fad).

I want to take a picture because they were just so cool!! Luckily remembered I am not Face Hunter and managed to rein it in before I looked too much like a stalker. Mental note: next time - lie.

Fashion is a race. Run the 100m sprint.

The notion of owning dependable, fail-safe wardrobe classics has never really appealed. You know the fashion articles that pop up from time to time - 'every woman must own a beige trench coat, a little black dress, a Breton stripe top, black trousers, a white shirt and dark jeans'. I'm pretty sure there's also something red in there too, but can't for the life of me think what it is...

To me, 'classic' has always equated to 'boring' - something fashion should never, ever be. During the last Olympics, Grazia themed fashion stories/articles around the games. In one such article, I read these immortal words - 'Fashion is a race. Run the 100 metre sprint'. This little statement completely embodies what fashion is all about, and is exactly how I see it (said statement is now up on my wall, lest I forget!).

Yet lately, I find myself drawn to some of the pieces in this list of - gasp! - classics. Maybe it's because I'm not 18 anymore (and no, I'm not saying 26 is old!), but I am now firmly ensconced in womanhood - many friends and peers are now paired up or getting married, I am reaching my professional goals, and I know what I want out of life. While I love the frivolity of fashion (clogs, anyone?), I actually picked up a classic stripe top and wore it with black, not-too-crazy hareem trousers and (platform heeled) Chelsea boots. The look was effortless, chic and modern. Hmmm. Maybe classic isn't all that bad after all...

Wang Almighty

I was all set to whinge about how I'm bored of everything in the shops. I'm coveting absolutely nothing.

It's usually around this time in the season where the trends are no longer new and have been done to death - pastels, underwear as outerwear, florals, stripes, printed trousers, unstructured tailoring. Bored now. (Sports Luxe was the trend of choice for me this S/S '10, inspired by a creations of a certain Mr Wang. No-one has mastered the art of casual glam quite like him).

Bring on A/W '10, I say! First thing on the list - a black shearling flight jacket, as seen on the Burberry Prorsum catwalk (obviously a vintage/Topshop lookalike, real thing is laughably out of budget!).

But alas, we are only now embarking on the 'Summer' bit of Spring/Summer. Just. And yes, buying a super-warm sheepskin jacket just before the warmest months of the year is a bit, well, daft. So I'm back to coveting nothing. Until I saw this...

Alexander Wang Millie bag at Net-A-Porter

Wang. You are legend!