Vivienne Westwood, You Are My Everything
Screw boring old Biba, Vivienne Westwood IS British Fashion. Rock stars dress like rock stars because in 1971 Viv Westwood safety-pinned Sid Vicious and called it a day, so it is this humble blogger’s opinion that Dame V can wear whatever she damn well feels like wearing, and if that means the scalped remains of Nicole Kidman’s human form, a LBD she literally tore off Posh Spice in the fifth floor bathroom of Harvey Nicks and my meemaw’s rolled-up tablecloth as a cardi, then I say Let It Rock.

LOVE IT!
Luvitluvitluvit!
Viv, you rock!
Plumcake, so do you!
No, no, no, NO! Even if she is Vivienne Westwood. She looks like death warmed over and frozen again.