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Look Du Jour: Fairy Dust

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Ella Catliff by Holly McGlynn March 14_001

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What: Dress by Matthew Williamson (sample), Bag by Wilbur & Gussie (c/o), Shoes by Sophia Webster & Ring by Accessorize.

Where: Matthew Williamson AW14 show & after party

This dress. THIS DRESS! I just can’t get over quite how much I adore it. All thoughts of refashioning myself as a Phillip Lim clad badass go straight out of the window the second I clap eyes on something as divine as this Matthew Williamson number. My infatuation began last Spring at Matthew’s AW13 press day. Delicate lace, mouthwatering turquoise shade, Swarovski embellishment and sequins, it had me lovestruck on so many levels. I’ve been dying to wear said dress ever since but being the beauty that it is, the likes of Sienna Miller have been rocking it on red carpets all over the world so the chance to do so eluded me. I had a near encounter back in December when I wore the midnight blue version to the British Fashion Awards. But gorgeous though that frock was, it’s icy hued, shimmering counterpart had already captured my heart. Finally getting my hands on it after almost a year’s longing was as awesome as expected. And where else to wear it than Matthew Williamson’s show and after party during London Fashion Week? Paired with my beloved silver Sophia Webster heels and Wilbur & Gussie clutch bag, the whole ensemble was perhaps an all time favourite. One of these days I’ll be too old to dress up as some sort of fashion fairy princess. Until then, bring on the sparkles.

Love Ella. X

Images by Holly McGlynn

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LPA x Mulberry: The Kensal

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As you all undoubtedly know, I’m a handbag-aholic. Big ones, small ones, leather ones, calfhair ones, I crave, covet and hoard handbags. Seriously, my flat currently looks like some sort of crazy accessory tornado hit it. This isn’t helped by the fact I’m currently attempting to do the big new season wardrobe switchover… But anyway, I digress. Ever since I’ve been old and fashion obsessed enough to perpetually desire pretty things I can’t afford, Mulberry has been very dear to me. From the bags I constantly tried to pinch from my mum as a teenager, to the Tillie tote I spent an entire term’s student loan on during my first year of University, it’s been a love affair albeit of the one way variety until recently. Since starting La Petite Anglaise I’ve been lucky enough to have more in depth dealings with Mulbs than merely ogling their creations and it’s been a real privilege to learn more about the company, attend their wonderful shows, wear their fabulous clothes and get to know the team. So when they asked if I might be interested in collaborating with them on the launch of the new Kensal bag obviously my answer was YES!

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The Kensal collection is delectable, sleek, modern and luxe with a hint of “don’t mess with me” about it. It’s also got the whole one-bag-two-ways thing down thanks to a detachable shoulder strap. In styling up the Kensal I decided to go bright, printed and summery in one of my favourite looks from the SS14 collection. It was a potentially high risk move, given that we were shooting outside and Blighty cannot be relied upon not to randomly start snowing but luckily the weather was glorious. As for the location, where else could we choose than the neighbourhood after which the bag was named? Located in West London (AKA my ‘hood) a mere stone’s throw from Portobello, Kensal is one of the coolest up-and-coming spots in the city with the most gorgeous florist’s and chic bars, pubs and cafes a’plenty. I now want to move there and am genuinely thinking about it!

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You can see more snaps from the shoot over on The Mulberry Journal and the Kensal collection is now available to buy online here

Love Ella. X

Images by Lea Salomone

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Are you an Anna or a Phoebe?

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Image via Stockholm Streetstyle

In the cycle from brain to blog, this post has undergone several working titles. The first was “Why I’ll Always Dress Up For Fashion Week.” That got scrapped partially because my dear friend Naomi just published a really excellent piece stating the exact opposite so doing so would have felt a little pointed. Plus, who knows whether I’ll cave in a couple of seasons a take to show going in UGG boots and a cashmere onesie. Another was “Sneakers V Stilettos” but that seemed redundant. Everyone knows trainers are the show footwear du jour for cool kids and those with an aversion to blisters these days… I mean duh, we all have Instagram. I felt that the best way to broach this was to compare two opposite types of fashion week females that seem to have arisen in recent seasons, or as I like to call them, the Anna Dello Russos and the Phoebe Philos. It’s worth stating here that I know Phoebe ain’t no fashion week-er. But her style is one aspired to by so many show goers it just seems simplest to use her as my example here. My brain has also been reduced to the mushiest of mush by a week of 13 hour working days in the library and doesn’t have the capacity to be more imaginative right now.

I probably don’t need to explain the differences between these two sartorial specimens but just in case, here goes. Anna Dello Russos adore, nay, worship at the alter of flamboyant, ebullient fashion in all it’s embellished, multicoloured, look-at-me glory. They show their support to designers by wearing a full catwalk look on the FROW at their shows, or at least the absolute bloody closest they can get to doing so. Bare legs in January and multiple changes per day are de rigueur and if you suggested swapping their six inchers for Stan Smith’s the ADR woman would laugh in your face, or possibly faint, she does love a spot of drama.

By contrast, the Phoebe wouldn’t dream of forcing herself to wear footwear that could double as weaponry for umpteen days straight, regardless of the fact she has multiple minions and a driver. Admittedly most Phoebes-who-aren’t-actually-Phoebe probably have to run around like headless chickens and maybe even, shock horror, mingle with non fashion folk on public transport making comfy kicks all the more justifiable. Ms PP is stylish don’t get me wrong, effortlessly, achingly so. But hers is an understated, “I woke up like this” chicness involving vaguely weather appropriate clothing and denim. Does she pose for street style photographers? Good God no. Save for the occasional “ok I’ll indulge you this once” distracted stationary snap (most likely while on her phone), the Phoebe is always captured in motion while the Anna stops, poses, twirls and revels in showing of her finery to her adoring public.

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Image via Style.com

Ok, I got a little carried away with that “brief” description, but you get my point. Or if you didn’t and suspected I was enjoying a bit of a self indulgent ramble (which tbf I kind of was) then here goes. When fashion months arrive, different people choose to adopt different styles for the shows. For some, dressing up for the shows is as much a part of the experience as what they see on the catwalk. For others, their own attire serves as something to keep them chic yet crucially, comfortable while they survey the new collections. But at the end of the day, the vast majority of people at fashion week are there to do a job. Whether that is to feature what they see in a publication, decide whether to stock a designer’s work or support them by sharing their show with a vast social media audience, it’s work, albeit an amped up and (in my opinion) exhilarating and hugely enjoyable part of it. Some choose to do this work in sensible shoes and low key ensembles – which I admit, often look seriously cool – others embrace the opportunity to spend however many weeks getting their FASH on.

In recent seasons there has been a lot of talk about street style induced “peacocking” and whether the spectacle outside the tents distracts from the magic within. Much of this has been aimed at bloggers with IMG planning to enforce a clamp down over forthcoming New York Fashion Weeks. I discussed this last year in response to Suzy Menkes’ piece on the circus of fashion so I won’t regurgitate that argument (you can jog your memories here). But I stand by what I said then and while the Anna V Phoebe dichotomy is, on one level about personal style and pain thresholds, it is also indicative of a wider debate. Should fashion week be strictly business; conscientious journos, buyers and editors shuttling from show to show? Or does the decision of some people, be they a blogger making their debut or a seasoned pro running a global business, to get their inevitably impractical gladrags on add to the atmosphere of excitement, inspiration and self expression that fashion is fundamentally all about?

Personally, I think both are equally valid and indulging in the sheer joy of dressing up, regardless of the potential health risks involved, or admitting that you don’t actively dislike having your photo taken for Vogue.com doesn’t reduce one’s validity as a fashion week attendee. Provided, of course, that you still do what you’re there to do. If forcing yourself into mini dress and Manolos will stop you making Burberry on time then it would be downright ridiculous to do so. But if you want to rock a chiffon cocktail dress at 9am on a chilly Sunday morning and feel confident that coldness will only spur you on then why the hell not! A while back I was lucky enough to interview Paula Reed, a woman whose career, kindness and style I admire hugely. When discussing fashion week she told me that everyone had to ‘earn their seat’ at the shows by essentially providing something in return; an honest review, social media buzz, the potential to get their gear into a fabulous shop. Surely if you’ve earned your seat through hard graft, you’ve earned the right to dress up (or not) and maybe even stop for a street style shot in between shows. Plus, if no one peacocked it would put a lot of photographers out of business and a lot of writers out of article fodder.

So, only one question remains, which fashion week woman are YOU?

Love Ella x

Ps) this question is hypothetical and goes way beyond the small proportion of the population that are active show goers, I’m pretty confident that Anna’s and Phoebe’s exist in all fields… And I suspect you know which camp I fall into.

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Paris With H&M Studio

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I probably don’t need to tell you that last week I took a short but oh-so-sweet trip to Paris with H&M. It was plastered all over my Instagram! Perhaps I could be accused of having shared more snaps than strictly necessary but between the divine Parisian surroundings, the wonderful company, the ‘slebs on the FROW and of course, the show, can you really blame me?

No matter how many times I take the Eurostar – and I seem to be taking it a LOT at the moment – I can never get over how bloody brilliant it is. Little more than three hours door to door, no endless loitering in duty free, baggage restrictions or water bottle confiscations, genius! Kind of off topic I know but it was the Eurostar journey out to Paris that set the tone for this particular excursion. Rather than spending the journey solo, trying to muscle up the self discipline to work instead of wandering off to buy a cup of tea every ten minutes, Look Magazine fash ed, Lucy Wood, Elle Magazine’s Harriet Stewart, the lovely Victoria from H&M and I took over a large area of the business class section for a lengthy bout of leisurely lunching, champagne drinking, chatting and categorically not working. Relaxed, convivial and fun with a capital “F”, add chic into the mix and there you have a succinct summary of the trip. But you know what I say, why write one word where you could write twenty?

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We arrived to be greeted with blue skies and sunshine, which was especially lucky for me as I was in very short suede shorts and planning on wearing a whole lot less for the evening (wa-hey!). Also, you know, it’s nice to have a few days that don’t involve damp feet, wet dogs smells and puddle dodging. And where better to be soaking up a spot of decent weather than the Paris?

As is so often the case on these kind of trips, a part of me was sad not to have an extra few hours just to spend at the hotel! Comprising a huge, magnificently imposing building in the heart of Opera, the Intercontinental LeGrand was old school luxury epitomised. It was utterly fabulous and the polar opposite of the also fab hotel I stayed in on my last trip to Paris.

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But no matter how deliciously comfortable my room I was dying to get out and about so Stateside super blogger, Kim Pesch of eat.sleep.wear and I grabbed our sunnies and cameras and hit the streets. Between hunting for macaroons (not exactly tricky in central Paris), chatting about everything from jet lag and Hawaii weddings to the business of blogging as well as joining up with one of my fave street style photographers, Lord Ashbury, to snap a few looks the afternoon seemed to pass in a flash. Before I knew it, darkness was falling and it was high-heels-and-wine time.

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Me & Kim on the streets of Pareeeeee

Once suited and booted, or rather semi naked and open toed, we headed to the Westin Hotel, which H&M had basically taken over… As well as the Grand Palais (!) but that’s coming later. If the evening’s events confirmed anything, it was the scale of H&M’s international clout. Obviously I’ve always known they were a high street giant with stores in every city and legions of devoted fans but the coming together of H&M teams from literally all over the world accompanied by their press and bloggers to host a catwalk extravaganza that kicks of Paris Fashion Week for me really highlighted their influence both within and beyond the industry. This also ties into one of the main points of the trip – told you it was “work” – the launch of H&M’s global Pinterest. Brands that operate on a vast, global scale like H&M tend to have separate marketing teams and social media accounts for each country otherwise the whole thing would become an organisational and linguistic disaster. However, at the end of the day, they’re all sharing the same message, the same excitements and the same collections. That’s where their Pinterest comes in. It’s definitely worth checking out but for now, let’s go back to Paris.

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Me & Pandora Skyes, Fashion Editor of The Debrief

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Paris H&M

After a delicious dinner and a lot of largely non-fashion related lols, the Brit contingent gathered up our impractically sized clutch bags and non insulating coats to make out way to the show. Judging from their previous Paris shows, I knew I was in for a spectacle and H&M Studio most certainly did not disappoint. Upon arrival at the spectacular venue – the Grand Palais, major – we were presented with champagne and (more) scallops. Inside the space had been transformed into an abstract cityscape complete with graphic architectural lines and enormous billboards. Every inch of the place was packed with immaculately clad fashion weekers, jostling with photographers to snap the A-list line up on the FROW. And what a line up it was! Think Jordan Dunn, Miranda Kerr, Solange Knowles, Olivia Palermo and Jessica Alba to name but a few.

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C’est moi!

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The venue!

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Jessica Alba & Solange Knowles

Eventually the hubbub was halted by a firm French accented announcement that it was time to take our seats for the show. Once again, my unfounded dubiousness about high street brands entering the fashion week arena was dispelled. The collection was strong, seriously so. Opening with a fantastic army green overcoat with a military chic elegance about it layered over a semi sheer knit, we were treated to an array of looks that fused androgyny with sensuality par excellence. Slinky, lace trimmed numbers were layered under ribbed jumpers and oversized outerwear, styled with knee high boots for extra sass.

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H&M Studio AW14

There were luxe leathers in the form of slouchy caramel trousers and shirtdresses and high shine PVC in shades of olive and tomato red. The aviator jackers and chubby faux furs oozed winter casual cool while sleek, backless jumpsuits and slinky silver slip dresses with asymmetric hemlines provided understated after dark options. Less understated were the sequinned pieces, which I adored all the more for their in-your-face pazzaz. And let’s not forget the models who rocked those clothes. We’re talking Lindsay Wixen, Joan Smalls, Saskia de Graw, Malaika Firth, Andrea Diaconu and Magdalena Frackowiak. Seriously super supers in all their glossy locked glory.

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H&M Studio AW14 

After said supers took their final strut, serenaded by French artist-of-the-moment, HollySiz we made our way out of Le Grand Palais and into the Parisian night. Not that we were about to head back to our beds of course, perish the thought. An evening like that deserved seeing off in style and that’s precisely what we did, until the wee hours, at one of my fave Paris spots Hotel Costes.

A huge thank you to H&M for a spectacular show and a fabulous trip!

Love Ella. X

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LFW AW14: Day 5

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Wearing Club Monaco jacket (c/o), French Connection jumper, Anne Bowes Jewellery necklace, Erdem at THE OUTNET skirt (available here), Nicholas Kirkwood for Erdem shoes (sample sale purchase) & Anya Hindmarch bag (sample)
Image by Holly McGlynn

Last season, by LFW day 5 I felt like a dead person walking. Ten plus days and nights of NYFW madness followed by four in london had, unsurprisingly, rather knocked the stuffing out of me. This time however, I felt energised to the point of being really quite irritating. The fact that the lovely folk at Birchbox had given me one of their fabulous taxis for the whole day only added to my smugness. I must say, having the use of my own car (with the bonus of world’s most charming driver and Birchbox beauty treats inside) was absolutely amazing, oh if only this could become a fashion week habit, here’s hoping. My look for the day felt very AW14 in the fact that it revolved around the colour blue which, as had definitely been established by this point, is set to be the hottest hue (or “warmest colour” one might say… Sorry) come autumn.

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My ride… 

First on the agenda was Anya Hindmarch, a show I always look forward to. How Anya creates quite such catwalk spectacle to display her handbags is a true testament to the creative flair that keeps her global brand at the top of the accessories tree. Last season saw models suspended from zip wires, floating among an outer space installation, the season before an animatronic extravaganza based around board games. Yet, despite all that awesomeness, I strongly suspected Anya Hindmarch wasn’t about to rest on her laurels. And of course, she didn’t. A glance at the show notes revealed that AW14 would be all about elevating the ordinary, something Anya is undoubtedly adept at. This is a woman who sends the notoriously hard to wow fash pack into a frenzy over coin purses and phone cases after all.

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As a smile inducing soundtrack struck up the runway, painted to resemble a bar code, began to move and out came models clad in ice white mini dresses clutching accessories which sent us into paroxysms of over excitement. Along Anya’s supermarket conveyor belt came clutches bearing all manner of would-be mundane motifs from Daz’s to Kellogs by way of Swan cigarettes. Hindmarch’s classic Bathurst bag saw the addition of Tony the Tiger and I reckon the Coco pops box clutch will be next season’s instagrammable “it” piece. With playful, pop culture references in flawlessly high quality leathers and the retro mood kept modern with clean lines and understated styling, the show exemplified Anya’s knack of fusing cuteness and craftsmanship to make luxury a whole lot of fun. As a troop of braces clad male dancers performed a choreographed finale, there wasn’t a sombre face in the house.

I left the venue with a spring in my step, regardless of the truly agonising footwear I was rocking (the old adage that expensive heels hurt less? Absolute rubbish), leapt in my waiting Birchbox car and sped across town to Somerset House for OSMAN. Through a combination of back to back scheduling and personal incompetence I’ve managed to miss OSMAN show for several seasons in unfortunately succession. Well, I cannot tell you how happy I am to have made this one. It was utterly sublime. The show notes informed me that Mr Yousefzada would be introducing a “jet-set Bohemian” for AW14 I was a little dubious, after all, you know how I usually feel about all things boho. But this, my friends, was a million miles from the peasant skirts and hempy tops that make me want to spend the rest of my days clad head-to-toe in black leather in protest.

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OSMAN AW14 (Images via Style.com)

The immaculately precise cuts, bold colour blocking and city chic sophistication that constitute OSMAN’s calling card were all in place but, as promised, they had been given a joyful, jet set twist inspired by the travels of Talitha Getty. Shimmering floral brocades came combined with super bright separates in cobalt blue and sunshine yellow, further enhanced by equally eye popping fur scarves, intricate beading, Ottoman tile brocades, clutch bags with pop art hand motifs and playful fringing. As the show progressed, the palette did too, into delectable blush pinks, rich grey velvets and burnished golds culminating in a Red Carpet ready finale of sleekly tailored ensembles adorned with embellished cobweb esque overlays. Razor sharp asymmetric hemlines and one shoulder tops and dresses drummed home the message, OSMAN may be feeling footloose and fancy free this season but his articulation has lost none of its covetable crispness.

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OSMAN AW14 (Images via Style.com)

For the last day of LFW, this was rather a busy one, and the second OSMAN took his bow I had to leg it if I wanted any hope of making Fashion East. Going to completely the wrong place put a spanner in the works (entirely my own fault, I was to busy Instagramming to pay any attention) but I made it just in the nick of time and was rather pleased to find myself on the FROW. This season’s all female line up kicked off with the debut collection from recent Westminster graduate, Louise Alsop. Between the grungy layering, mega frayed hems and plimsols plus shredded socks styling, this was certainly not a collection for girly girls and Kate Spade aficionados. That said, Alsop pulled off this moody, rebellious aesthetic perfectly but her punkish attitude had an underlying technical precision. Louise Alsop’s frayed edges were underpinned by sharp cuts and those minty pastel greens were as alluring as they were badass. These were thoughtfully crafted clothes for the girl who parties hard, refuses to wear heels and definitely couldn’t care less about ripped stockings.

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Louise Alsop AW14 (Images via Style.com)

Next up came Central Saint Martins alum and Craig Green collaborator, Helen Lawrence. Lawrence’s AW14 offerings were as avant guard as one would expect, think thick wools sculpted into extraordinary, oversized shapes and natural fabrics distressed, deconstructed and reworked almost unrecognisable from their former selves. High shine PVC, neoprene and vinyl in an urban palette were softened with shades of powder pink and jean blue, further adding to Helen Lawrence’s fascinatingly contradictory aesthetic.

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Helen Lawrence AW14 (Images via Style.com)

Last but most certainly not least was Ashley Williams. An A-list fave already and, I have to admit, her work couldn’t be more up my street. Inspired by “Mississippi country girls, Calamity Jane and trouble in Prairie Land” Williams delivered an unashamedly, deliciously fun collection that bypassed bad taste by the skin of its teeth and I wish could have landed straight in my wardrobe. There were patchworked jeans, scaredy cat motifs, fabulously tongue-in-cheek horse detail leathers and fringing in neon brights and space age metallics. This was Little House on the Prairie on an acid trip, in the best way imaginable. It may have been tongue-in-cheek but there was mastery behind the mischief and an excellent array of fabric combinations including sumptuous silks juxtaposed with rawhide leathers, metallics and snakeskin.

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Ashley Williams AW14 (Images via Style.com)

Bright, punchy, patterned and kitcsh underpinned by remarkable technical talent, Ashley Williams deserves all the hype she gets and more. Oh those pig shaped clutches! I’d pair them with Sophia Webster pom pom heels and non-fashion folk would think I was completely unhinged!

My penultimate engagement of LFW day 5, after a much needed itsu pitstop, was Tata Naka. As a lover of all things involving lashings of print and colour, it’s probably not a shocker that I heart this label. Inspired by interior designer, the Surguladze twins’ latest offerings boasted prints and appliqué in rainbow shades paying homage to the paintings of Matisse, Persian rugs, Aubusson carpets, hand-painted wall papers, ceramic tiles and porcelain china.

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Tata Naka AW14

Tata Naka LFW

Fabrics were a carefully crafted and wonderfully sumptuous combination of georgette, silk crepe de chine and luxurious wool crepe given an edge by the introduction bonded silk neoprene. As always, there was a lot going on visually, but the elegant modernity of Tata Naka’s silhouettes renders AW14 another beautifully wearable collection.

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Meadham Kirchoff invitation

What better way to bid LFW adieu than with a show from Meadham Kirchoff? I certainly can’t think of one, so it was a treat to see off another season with another of their riotous catwalk extravaganzas. Having produced umpteen critically acclaimed collections in a row, released a sell out Topshop collection and more recently, a fragrance with Penhaligons, Edward Meadham and Ben Kirchoff are undoubtedly on something for a roll. Judging by their AW14 offerings, this roll looks set to continue for the forseeable future, if not forever. A catwalk decorated with supersized hearts and metallic streamers played host to a collection that was both wonderfully pretty and a true testament to the designer’s technical prowess. There were pinks, purples and sparkles a’plenty but those sugar sweet boucle and scarlet check skirt suits came fully hand embroidered.

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Meadham Kirchoff AW14

Frothy tiered dresses in delicate French lace and semi sheer chiffon, luxurious crystal trimmed velvets, midnight dévoré and painstaking hand-embellishment all added to the sense that things may have looked like sweetness and light but there was some formidable craftsmanship behind it. As always with Meadham Kirchoff, there remained a hint of saccharine subversion, this time around in the form of a fucked up Park Avenue Princess vibe. That said, it was a rather more wearable take than in previous seasons and I suspect those graphic patterned velvet numbers will fly off the shelves. God knows if I can get my grubby mitts on any of it, I most definitely will.

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Meadham Kirchoff AW14

So there we have it, another LFW over and out! I hope you’ve enjoyed my daily diaries. Until September…

Love Ella. X

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