SO FAR this year Alexander Wang has had me wearing painted sweaters, leather culottes and now stomach-showing shirts. To say I'm a slave to fashion is probably - and embarassingly - the understatement of the century (although I'll never be converted to those leather gloves). But hey, HashtagBloggerLyf and all that. I probably lose a few internet points for not actually selling my home for his Spring 2014 PJ-suits, but here's hoping the Google Gods will forgive me. If all it takes to be on trend this season is a pair of Birks, some pyjama shorts and a few undone buttons then consider me sold..but don't expect me to pay full price.