It might be a case of watching a little too much Gossip Girl in my library breaks, but in the last few weeks I have been itching for the opportunity for a proper dress up. To don a pair of heels and an outfit that would fit in at neither a ball or the union. An outfit I could lift straight from Vogue and walk around St Andrews without a hint of overdressed embarrassment. Concrete Catwalk’s ‘Darker Nights’ provided the ideal opportunity for just that. On entering The Adamson, I found myself surrounded with a crowd of fellow fashion obsessives who not only embraced my Manrepeller outfit, but complimented it. And all with a cocktail in hand.