So finally we come to the last leg of my 12 day sartorial extravaganza. I’m not even going to attempt to count the numbers of shows I attended, glasses of champagne I guzzled, Starbucks lattes I drank or blisters I accumulated. Suffice to say, this time last week I was feeling achey, exhausted and ever-so-slightly pickled but of course, I’d happily do it all again tomorrow. Well maybe not tomorrow… Anyway, I digress. Enough reminiscing and back to the matter at hand, London Fashion Week day 5.
Skirt & Jumper: Boutique by Jaeger
Hat: American Apparel
Shoes: Kurt Geiger
First up was a show I had been looking forward to a LOT… Mulberry. As you may have gathered by now, I’m more than a little obsessed with the purveyor of gorgeous bags and just about everything else, so any chance to ogle Emma Hill’s delectable designs is an absolute treat. One of the many things I love about Mulberry is how each season they pick a theme and bedeck their venue, goodie bags and later showroom accordingly. For AW12 Hill looked to “Where the Wild Things Are” for inspiration and Claridges was transformed into a fairytale forest, complete with giant gold monsters. This time around the venue looked more like a fantasy, country garden than one of London’s smartest hotels thanks to grassy floors, luscious foliage and gnomes everywhere from the lobby to the ballroom and even the loos!
As I mentioned earlier, London Fashion Week day 4 was so jam packed with must-attend shows that attempting to cram all of them into one post just wasn’t going to happen. So picking up from where we left off this morning, after David Koma at Somerset House my fellow bloggers Ella Gregory of Coco’s Tea Party, Abi Marvel of AbiMarvel.com, Natalia Kanj of FiveFiveFabulous and I piled into a taxi to make for show number five, Christopher Kane. The combination of an extremely late start at David Koma and Central London traffic made for an extremely high stress journey across town. After all, Christopher Kane is undeniably one of THE most in-demand designers around right now so we’d all rather have risked life and limb making the journey on foot rather than miss his show.
In between debating whether or not it would be better to get out and run (it wouldn’t have been) and berating Christopher’s choice of venue (Marble Arch, really?) we somehow managed to make it just in the nick of time. A few minutes later all previous angst vanished on account of the vast, minimalist space in which we found ourselves, a skyline oasis boasting spectacular views of the city and instantly made the designer’s choice of location make perfect sense. Of course, we didn’t have long to marvel at our surroundings as they were soon overshadowed by what was on the catwalk.
There is always one day of London Fashion Week so intense, just looking at the schedule makes your feet hurt. This season, the day in question was Monday. With shows on the hour every hour from 9am sharp, it was going to be a long one, but luckily the designer line up was so spectacular that the inevitable bruised toes and aching limbs we’d all be suffering from by the evening paled in comparison to the sartorial delights in store.
Shoes: Massimo Dutti
Bag: Anya Hindmarch
Having spent the previous evening sipping, ok guzzling, champagne and the Whistles & TANK Magazine cocktail party before heading to Mahiki for an event hosted by Phil Oh, Derek Blasberg and Alexa Chung I wasn’t feeling at my most sprightly as I made my way to the Topshop Show Space, located in the beautiful Bedford Square. However my morning-after daze was soon obliterated by the kaleidescopic creations offered up by dynamic design duo, Peter Pilotto. You can keep your triple shot lattes and berocca, for a pick-me-up that packs a punch, PP style sensory sensations are where it’s at.
Having ever-so-slightly overdone it on the first evening of London Fashion Week and then attended six shows the following day, by the time night two rolled around I could barely summon the energy to drag myself home to bed, let alone hit the town. One good night’s sleep and several episodes of Gossip Girl later I felt like a new and significantly less grouchy person as I slipped into outfit number three and set off to Somerset House.
Shoes: Kurt Geiger
Necklace: Anne Bowes Jewellery
Marios Schwab was the first show I ever saw, back when I made my London Fashion Week debut. Quite how I managed to wangle an invite that season still remains a mystery but I certainly wasn’t complaining! Two years on, things are rather different, but I’m always reminded of my first, magical fashion week experience every time that particular ticket arrives.
Every season I attempt to be all work and no play for the duration of fashion week. Every season, this attempt fails. What can I say, I’m young, foolish and extremely partial to free cocktails and fabulous company, things that are offered up in abundence during this magical bi-annual event. After Matches’ celebratory fashion week soiree, my friends and I somehow found ourselves ‘pursuaded’ to continue on to another two parties. This, combined with post-New York exhaustion and jet lag unsurprisingly resulted in my feeling a little fragile when my alarm went off at 7am the next day. One quick glance at my schedule (plus a triple shot latte and several max strength painkillers) soon sorted this out and soon I was back in my heels and ready to hit the road.
Sweater: Boutique by Jaeger
Skirt & Shoes: Topshop
Bag: Anya Hindmarch
My first port of call was the Julian Macdonald showroom in Mayfair where I had a private appointment to see his SS13 collection. Julian is a designer who knows how to do glamour and his latest offerings, ‘Island Life’, delivered it in spades.