Now I’m not saying that Hiroshi’s latest look-book has been a game-changer for me but its been the first time since the emergence of Oi Polloi’s mighty Deck Out that I have been inspired to blatantly copy exactly what someone else is wearing. Despite looking nothing like this hirstute model, I want to be him. I want to wear that rocky down vest, I NEED those polar fleece hiking pants (and those pleated cords), my life will be incomplete without that Ripstop parka and if I don’t get that red wool blend anorak with matching brushed cotton miner chinos then I simply cannot be held responsible for my actions. You get the picture, I’m creepily obsessed with CREEP. Does that make me a weirdo? What the hell am I doing here?