Here’s a wee story for you. Whilst shopping in Glasgow I found myself in the infamous low quality fast fashion superstore Primark , after a frustrating lack of affordable metallic pleated skirts (I really want one after falling in love with this Christopher Kane one) in other shops in the city. I found a decent one that fit, for £13 and on my way to the till picked up a couple of packs of tights and socks, a basic stripy t-shirt and a black playsuit on sale for £5. The queue was typically long, so I took some time to examine my garments. All of them were made in Mongolia, Bangladesh or China. All of them had at least one flaw in the seam or finish. All of them were made of thin, flimsy synthetic fabrics, and all of them were so cheap it would be impossible for a basic living wage to be paid. I suddenly realised that by supporting this company I am contributing to the very problem I advocate against in my work.