Photographer: The brilliant Dvora of Fashionistable (So nice to finally meet her!)
"Cometh the hour, cometh the man" - or I guess in this instance 'Cometh London Fashion Week, Cometh the blog posts'. Although within the fashion industry LFW has been and gone (that happened weeks ago sweetie!), I still felt that I had one last post on the subject of all things Somerset House...
First, above are two sets of photos by two great photographers, taken of the outfit I wore on the third day of London Fashion Week (technically my second day - I had a lightweight visit!) As you can see from the change in shoes, I wore my gentlemen's brogues to traipse to the venues, and then changed into a pair of Topshop heeled ankle boots later on.
Footwear aside, the rest of the outfit is comprised of my great-grandma's blue angora wool cardigan added to a handmade underskirt bought from a local vintage shop, and belted with a leather belt from a charity shop. The hat belonged to the same great-grandma (she liked her angora!), with a brooch from a flea market. I have on a pair of my 'mummy's scissors' (home made by me) and the bag is vintage. The faux fur jacket was from a charity shop.
The last photo was taken at the Mulberry party. One of my favourite things about London Fashion Week is how unpredictable it can be. You can turn up in the morning, never quite knowing what will happen. For example, when meeting up with the stunning, stylish and effervescent Bip, she asked if my mum and I were interested in going to the party. I would have (literally) jumped at the chance, but I was wearing heels, so instead I just nodded very enthusiastically whilst gulping down coffee.
Mulberry is probably in the top three shows I would love to attend (the phrase 'beg, borrow or steal' an invitation comes to mind), and I really admire the direction Emma Hill has taken the brand. So, after a long day, my mum and I found ourselves ordering a taxi for Claridges. The surreal feeling was only intensified by the incredible countryside themed props, from birds on branches to oversized toadstools.
Bip also has a younger sister, the gorgeous Evangeline, who is with Storm models. I am itching to turn my camera on the beautiful pair!
Finally, although the majority of my writing so far has been about people, the main reason for being there of course is the shows...The first show I saw was Louise Amstrup, which was a wonderful start to the few intoxicating days I spent in and around Somerset House. After queing for ages in the rain whilst ogling creatively dressed people, we were greeted by thumping techno music - I wasn't sure what to expect. However, the minute the first model emerged from the side to be illuminated by the wall of lightbulbs, I knew in was in for a treat. Showing as part of the On/Off program, her collection featured all sorts of details I love - stand out hats and headpieces, an intermixed range of interesting fabrics and colours (greys, blacks, dusky purples and yellows), and my favourite detail - reinterpretations of classic ideas. These are the kind of clothes to be worn to sashay through a misty city - the structural elements emerging and disappearing through patches of fog.