Queuing, queuing, queuing, waiting, waiting, waiting (in the rain). This is where the majority of one’s time is spent during LFW. But boy is it worth the wait! The guest list antics are what one could call a tad ridiculous, but hey when you’ve got a folded up piece of blank A4 paper, a FW worthy outfit and a smile on your face, you can’t lose.
So I thought it would be sweet to show you what goes on behind the glitz and glamour of the shows at fashion week. There were bloggers aplenty, dress-up Queens and even a fire alarm evacuation. Dramatic I know. Some seriously interesting venue choices this season, even an abandoned space under Aldwych station was used. However the Topshop space has got to have topped them all, situated in the Old Billingsgate Market, freebies galore! Check out the Bonds serving cocktails. Sexy much?
Oh my gash!
Jokes and the jokers aside, this season showed some promise at least in the clothes. Strong is the correct word of use here. The main trends showing through were:
* 70s (again) yet less literal, there were snippets here and there allowing its presence to be known.
* Sheer – oh how us Brits love the sheer. Sheer with boobs this time boys!
* In a lot of collections there was a vast variation of fabrics used in each look. Time to texture it up a little?
* The tailoring was a forte. As seen at Pilotto and even House of Holland.
* My favourite feature as seen at Fulton and Temperley was sheer with velvet cut outs of architectural scenes including the Empire State Building and La Tour Eiffel. Genius!
So not all doom and gloom at the old LFW (and it’s not only me who has said that the vibe was a little ‘lacklustre’). The rain definitely put a dampener on the situation, but what excuse is that when you have geniuses working their pretty little socks off for weeks on end to present to you with wonderful works of art. I tell thee fashionistas, buck up and put a smile on your face! Or better still, give me your tickets next time…