At the moment I’m doing my rounds in South Kensington, drinking coffees and wondering why designers steal other designers’ clothes all the time??
Just like Uganda designers who go to Owino Market or Mwanjare on Katuna road, Kabale and buy vintage clothes, then remove out the old label and show them as theirs to clients at fashion fairs. Guess what? I saw the other day some Top london designers doing the same in Portobello market.


This Crazy Arab girl phones me to go down Belgravia-the nutcase was dancing on a glass table an she fell through it landing on about 50 wine glasses of other guests-mostly from the fashion industry. I had to take her to Casualty[Chelsea & Westminster] and we ended up sitting there till six in the morning..

Sometimes its very hard to get fashion news but not with me.
Okay, it’s the end of London Fashion Week; how else will I remain funny and fabulous without a couple of grams of Colombia’s finest in my Harrods leather bag?

It won’t be anything to do with the show. I mean, considering my lack of financial backing- I just have not to stare but hear- as this is necessary for a comic journalist to pick new gossip. Ehh, this gossip keeps oozing in my ears “she’s all dark, tits and hair extension and she just isn’t fashion.”

Did it occur to you that the more you keep changing your look, the more confused and worried you get. Women with looks that haven’t changed since they were teenagers, tend to be happier and more confident than those “trendy” who follow the latest styles like some kind of religion.

Dressing in mivumba[second-hand]clothes should not worry you because in developed countries, conscious and good dressers shop in charity-shops for second-hand clothes[bargains] as this is a place without fashion wannabes but rich farmers wives, with overflowing wardrobes.