Just last night, the city of London was buzzing with the excitement of celebrity; that of the glorious Kate Hudson and heavily scent-sponsored Matthew McConaughey. Now I’m not going to lie and pretend that Mr. McConaughey isn’t one of my favourite actors because well, even I don’t get that offended by sticking to the sartorial sidelines.

While Kate Hudson went all out in John Galliano, our male centre of attention decided to go for what I assume is a Dolce & Gabbana suit. I can’t fault the look itself- grey is in right now and the open-collar is a pleasing antidote to the stylised-Dandy of recent times. So full marks for style but what about effort? I can’t help feeling slightly miffed when someone with so much designer access neglects the right to riskier fashion.

But who am I to talk? I am sitting in my pyjamas at 1pm (Budapest time) with my just-recovered and now decidedly Hungarian laptop, moaning to myself about a lack of celebrity tailoring.