As far as over-used headlines go, ‘Winter Whites’ – typically accompanied by thrasonical praise – makes one simple point: Refresh! (For those in need of a visual, think Ewan McGregor in The Island.) Perhaps it’s not a technically a color, but white, with it’s intense reflectivity, undoubtedly loans its wearer a certain purity. It appears crisp, clean and just like black, is ubiquitously flattering – think communism for color. But even if the head-to-toe thing (think P-Diddy) is supposed to be the goal, I can’t say it’s mine. I tend to veer on the side of caution, treading lightly, and preferring instead to introduce white in scaled-down, thoughtful doses. Perhaps my take – which pairs a classic Neil Barrett knit under Maison Kitsuné’s structured chord blazer – isn’t precisely comme il faut (I will spare you the torture of white jeans for now). But the sentiment, sartorially speaking at-least, most definitely is.