This week I've been lamenting changing my dip-dye from pink (1) to a very standard blonde back in May and keep experiencing rising temptation to dye it back. However this picture (2) of Jane Seymour keeps me reaching for the argan oil rather than the dye, as I continue in my quest for waist-length hair. In Paris, cheeky street art (3) keeps me entertained on the way to work, while over in the 7th arrondissement at Le Bon Marché, So London – a 1000 square metre exhibition dedicated to all things British exhibition opened this week. Iris Apfel (5) is incredible at 90, a heroine for die-hard 'accessorisers' like myself who has championed a love for beautiful materials and turned her passion into a business which has taken her all over the world (and into the White House under no less than 7 presidents.) Watch the video below for a taste of her charmingly monotone dialogue. My A/W look is all about a 60s french silhouette in burnished colours - red, orange, cream, with high boots, short suede miniskirts and a wool blazer topped with a fedora hat, like in this August editorial in L'Officiel (6). I keep thinking to Jane Birkin (7), who championed the 'English girl in Paris' style by uniting conservative Paris classics like a beige trench with London cheekiness in her super-short skirts. And to end on an art line, I do suggest you admire the photography of August Sander, whose portraits of 20th century folk, including Thomas Mann's daughter Erika (8).