My first real fashion memory came when i  was 7 years old. I just had to get my long hair cut just like Lady Diana’s . It was the summer of the royal wedding, and Diana, with her pretty piecrust collars and romantic dresses was quite frankly the most beautiful woman i had ever seen. I just had to have that haircut. And although it turned out to be ill advised incidently, as the hairdresser I visited in West Brom gave me something similar to the effect of a pudding bowl on my head and i proceeded to cry all the way home, my love of clothes and of style…