Looking out of the window to the glorious green stretches of ... oh, OK, out of Fashion Statement's King's Cross Towers, it's raining cats and Mulberry-clad dogs on the building sites and skips. But despite the weather, the calendar informs us that it is nearly time for that annual festival of grunting, strawberries and platitudes-about-minor-royals that is Wimbledon. And, of course, time for the tabloids to print their finest oh-so-arty 'news' pictures of the latest hot Russian teenager (ranked 354th in the world) just happening to expose her all-white knickers. Frankly, fashion-wise, it's all just a bit boring. However, a dig back in the archives shows that there have been some proper fashion heroines strutting their stuff on Centre Court in the past, when men wore flannels, tennis rackets were real wood, and grunting was probably a treasonable offence.
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