There are things I care more about than Prada or hectic fashion trends, but I was reading Fashionista this morning after reading about a recent PR blunder aimed at their writers. The top story this morning is Parada’s FW 2010 move to a Seventies Urban Jungle which sees an “unselfconscious take on retro dressing.”

I love this, mostly because whilst I come from a family with no inclination of following fashion, half of this can currently be found worn by my Father either as old jumpers reused for engineering, tree-felling and odd-job outfits, or hidden in an old wardrobe. I occasionally pop in to the wardrobe see if either of my parents’ 70s brown sheepskin-collared coats have suddenly decided to suit me but it never changes. (Adrian Mole would envy me though)

The above image is a dead cert of what my Dad wears to fix cars, minus the jacket. On the other hand, I suspect the catwalk sound track is less of his thing. (More on this at BitchBuzz)