Suzanne Harrington: Bin full of rubbish, a phone full of unmet men — no sweat (pants)
I’d like to remind Karl Lagerfeld, who famously said how “Sweatpants are a sign of defeat. You lost control of your life so you bought some sweatpants” that it is he, and not us, who lost control of his life. Karl is dead, terminally relocated to the celestial atelier, while we all remain alive and locked down in sweatpants. Sweatpants are great. They are the least of our worries.
No, what we have lost control over is the concept of time — I recently lost an entire day, so that I missed the deadline for this column. I also missed the binmen, who are the only men I am seeing at the moment, apart from the postman, because the only other men in my life all live in my phone, tiny thumbnails downloaded on a dating app.
