Tat London Journal

I first met the word “Millennial” on the front of a weekend paper, attached to a tirade about millennial pink. It was hitchhiking on a piece about millennial pink. The very small and secret Tat site wore that exact shade, which tells you everything about zeitgeists. After that, I could not open a paper or a magazine without another indictment of the Millennial generation - Lazy. Naïve. Obsessed with Avocado toast. No work ethic. Too woke. All such tosh to help enrage almost e

Dear reader, I have been meaning to say this for some time. The subject is a delicate one and I have been nervous. This declaration may send parts of the interiors industry into meltdown in one fell swoop. My moral compass, however, insists I put pen to paper and rally a few followers to a noble cause. The matter is, of course, the scallop.