The guarian has published an article on the prediction of a trend of big hips. No, I don't mean go attck the mince pies; it states that as an advance in the volume trend, puffy, gathered material around the hips has appeared on the spring catwalks. Susie bubble called the trousers 'breeches,' and i marvelled at the toughts of some with my V&R shirt and braces. Randomly, I mentioned it to my fab friend Melissa, who steeped aside and revealed her own puffy pocketed trousers! As she works at H&M, she got them for the extravagant price of... £3.50! My my that girl has style. She bought me some too, so my hip hugging jeans are over! But recently it's been annoying me when I think of who I dress for. Of course I wear whatever makes me feel happy at that time, but I buy for fashion. So the majority of things I wear don't mean anything to anyone. If I wear a gold lame dress, people think 'she looks like a christmas decoration.' If I wear stockings and a pinafore people think I'm aiming for the 5 year old look. I only found 2 people who knew who Viktor and Rolf were. Yet when I look at people, I'm constantly judging their outfits for key trends, labels and thoughts. On Saturday I hope at least one person noticed the fact I was wearing a V&R blouse.