"Tatterdemalian" was the word reminded to us by Andrea when we were put up (and with) by her mama Jean. Tonight I found its theme:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hrzo5SPaOvg
"We'd open up the safe but we forgot where we put the key" hehe that's us, thread bare scatter brains.
Tomorrow I am lunching at the St. Barnabas Hostel for Fallen Women in Soho and if you are very good, I shall tell you the story of my grandma, who was born there, and how she went from being a street urchin dressed in rags and patches to taking tea with the Vanderbilts. Yes siree.
But for now it's lights out over London, with a "goodnight" from him, and a "goodnight" from me,
LC
This is the docu-blog about the fashion label, Earl of Bedlam. Beginning from the first inception of the idea, we - that'll be Mr. Mark Wesley and Lady C - hope our story might provide a valuable real-time record of the process of establishing a better way of dressing. All our clothes are made in London from only the best British fabrics and they celebrate the spirit of our town, from the grottiest corner to the swankiest salon.
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