Floral Assault

I've always been impartial to a good floral; Marimekko, Liberty, Laura Ashley, in fact there is nothing I love more than a garden on my dress. However, since arriving in London, I have been slapped in the face with a sea of synthetic botanica. Enter into any store on the High Street; H&M, Topshop, Primark, or the Higher Street; Luella, MJ, Prada, Dover Street and you literally cannot escape it. It is virtually impossible to find something flowerless (apart from the odd star print). The unofficial London uniform of the Summer seems to be a floral dress with a leather jacket (or Primark's 12 quid pleather versions for emptier pockets) and gladiator sandals which also seem to have infected the chain stores like the plague. Taking a page out of Balenciaga's book, H&M have some fun fluro floral pieces with structured peplums and exposed zips, and Prada-esque ballerina length skirts, however it is difficult to appreciate and single out these roses amongst the rest of the invasive, perennial pests. Time for weeding, the flowers have got out of control.