It's here - the film we've been waiting on for more than two years. Yes, folks, it's Sex and the City, and having just come back from two weeks in New York City, it is high time to start dressing the part.
Spring may be refusing to, er, spring, but it is still possible to turn up the heat with some of the most summery floral prints and sizzling hot colours in the stores.
The day I have been waiting for has arrived. No, I am not talking about Zara and Massimo Dutti finally opening in the Wharf (which has brought me immense pleasure), but Banana Republic, after two years of waiting, opens today.
In a week when Lily Allen was hailed a fashion-forward icon and Chambord the drink of choice, you would be forgiven for thinking the world had gone mad. But this was no ordinary week. Yes readers, once again this was London Fashion Week...
Ding dong, the sales are dead. Thank God! I don't think I can cope with any more reduced smock dresses, especially as their voluminous shape reminds me that I am one of the 88% who have failed to keep their New Years resolutions.
It is so easy at this time of year, when still recovering from the indulgences of the last one, to succumb to those obvious, recycled and inevitable magazine headlines such as 'Spring into Action', 'New Year New You', 'Feel Great in 08'. Yadda, yadda, yadda.
Given that NYE is the biggest anti-climax of the year for so many, it seems ironic that the 'What on Earth Do I Wear Question' has most of us in the sort of last-minute shopping frenzy last seen at, well, the office Christmas party.
Having been away for a month attending graduate careers fairs and assessment centres, it has shocked me how uninformed today's students are - and how poorly dressed.
London Fashion Week has been and gone, having blown into our fair capital faster than you can say 'Moet & Chandon'. But behind the usual glitz and glamour are some key trends that will take you through autumn, winter and beyond.
If you are feeling inspired to take your shopping Stateside by the recent New York Fashion Week or upcoming Chicago Fashion Week - then good! No one does clean, slick city tailoring like our colonial cousins.
Believe it or not, summer is on. Now, I love summer in the City as much as the next Global Warmer, but I've always preferred Autumn/Winter fashion when it comes to the sweaty Tube/air-conditioned office conundrum.
I have a new secret. Or rather, a new obsession. It's my Inner Sloane. In my recent move from the world of fashion to finance, my Inner Sloane has made these two worlds collide.