While it’s probably not oxytocin that’s produced when we hold the pieces, Peachy Den is but a baby of a brand. Launched by Isabella Weatherby only last year, we’re already somewhat attached to what it accurately describes as its ‘slinky silhouettes’. Mostly, the whole point of wearing Peachy Den is to look, well, peachy - by which we mean sexy. But this isn’t your typical self-conscious sexiness (you know, the one defined by a constant tugging of fabric and the necessary reorganisation of your own flesh in a dark room), it’s a self-aware sexiness based on physical comfort that can be worn night and day. Despite how well-suited - along with an inflatable flamingo and various flavours of Lay’s crisps - Peachy Den is to any easyJet destination south of the Isle of Wight, it’s actually made entirely in London. As well as making the neighbourhood of Balham seem like somewhere interesting things are happening, this also serves to minimise its environmental impact. Just look at it as a very flattering reason to finally break up with fast fashion - forever.