London Fashion Week AW17, let’s go! Prepare yourselves, this is a pretty long one…
As you may know from my previous LFW post, day two kicked off with Markus Lupfer and Julien Macdonald. This should have been a smooth running operation given our meticulously planned schedule (there was a shared Google spreadsheet, I kid you not) and the fact we had the Mercedes G Wagen at our disposal. But of course, life happened. By “life” I mean an emergency trip home necessitated by deeply unglamorous domestic responsibilities… Urgh. So, I found myself in a race against time and traffic to make Markus’ presentation. After a tense 40 minutes sweating and swearing I finally leapt out of my uber clutching about three garment bags one of which decided to split upon arrival at the venue. Scrabbling around on the ground in an attempt to pick up your pants/makeup/assorted other crap is not exactly the stuff of fashion week dreams. It is, however, pretty bloody embarrassing. Thank god wine was being served inside, nothing like a sizeable Sauvignon Blanc to help deal with humiliation right!
I wore: Bobby Abley sweatshirt, Le Specs sunglasses, Agent Provocateur slip, Public Desire boots, Stella McCartney clutch bag
Images by Jay McLaughlin
We’ve already talked about Markus’ and Julien’s killer collections so I’m going to move on through to our late lunch st Sexy Fish where I decided to change into something a lot less daytime appropriate after a glass (or five) of champagne. Basically the outfit you see before you, sans sweatshirt. Thankfully I did actually have it in the car and you can bet your best OTK boots that bad boy was put on toute suite before venturing to shows! While we’re on the subject of this ensemble, I am OBSESSED WITH IT!!! I probably don’t need to explain that my style has definitely evolved over the past six months. If you’d told me a couple of years back that I’d be wearing lingerie, thigh high boots and a Power Rangers sweatshirt to fashion week – or that I’d decide to die my hair black and green!! – I would sooooo not have believed you. I’m not going to talk too much about “my style evolution” (lamest phrase ever?) now because I’ll be doing a proper post on the subject soon but yeah, there are far fewer Peter Pan collars in my life and wardrobe these days. Anyway, back to this outfit.
The badass Power Rangers sweatshirt of dreams is by London based menswear designer Bobby Abley. You know when you see and item and instantly know what you’re going to wear it with and feel completely over excited about how awesome it’s going to look? That was totally the case with this bad boy. The slip I just couldn’t wait to wear under Bobby’s Power Ranger sweatshirt was, of course, by Agent Provocateur. I’m a big fan of underwear as outerwear and this little number genuinely works as a dress, provided you don’t encounter anything more than a gentle breeze. The perspex heeled over-the-knee boots are by Public Desire, a shoe brand I am head-over-heels for (sorry, couldn’t resist) right now. Think absolutely awesome footwear at seriously reasonable prices, you should definitely check them out.
While prancing around in this ensemble I of course attend a few shows, highlights of which had to be House of Holland and Versus Versace. As you know very well, I bloody love House of Holland. Henry’s playful, unabashedly maximalist collections always put a smile on my face and a burning urge to wear every piece of them in my heart. This season was no different. Every season House of Holland serves up a glorious sartorial mash up and AW17 was no different. Think 90’s infused Clueless style prep meets meme-tastic logo emblazoned sweats with a heavy dose of heavily tongue in cheek Americana. The catwalk played host to Stars and stripes, not-so-grungy gingham, multicoloured shearling, mega mini skirts and OTM fluted flares came paired with utility inspired bomber jackets, body con mesh, tassels, lace and much much more besides. Who’d have thought combining camouflage print and cowboy hats could be anything other than a total disaster? Henry Holland, that’s who, and he wasn’t wrong.
In the past I’ve never really considered myself a Versus Versace girl. Well that’s not the case anymore! Held in the oh-so-conveniently close to my flat venue that is Kensington Olympia, Versus Versace’s show was exactly the super produced, super model walked, A list attended affair you’d expect it to be. To some degree the clothes were also what you’d expect, but better. The collection offered up a combination of slick, svelte, skimpy and sculptural silhouettes with glossy ink black, navy and burgundy hues interrupted by eye popping hits of fuchsia and turquoise plus the odd high shine metallic. Versus Versace AW17 was sporty and seductive and, put very simply, just plain cool. Not the most intellectual way to describe a fashion show, sorry, but an accurate one.
I wore: Maison Kitsune co-ord, H&M Studio glitter poloneck, Cos socks, Robert Clergerie wedges, Aspinal of London bag
Images by Jay McLaughlin
You may recognise a fair bit of my final LFW AW17 look from London Fashion Week Mens back in January… Yep, that’s right, some re-wearing occurred and I have zero shame in my game about it. Given that the items in question were a Maison Kitsune glitter tweed mini and an even glittery-er (correct spelling? is that even a word? who knows!) sheer poloneck, can you blame me? Thankfully the weather had warmed up a little since LFWM so I could rock the matching Kitsune jacket and swap knee high boots for peep toe wedges this time around without freezing my ass off or looking like a total plonker… I don’t think I’ve said or heard that word in about a decade, probably more, it’s due a comeback don’t you think? Moving swiftly on, the final touches of this outfit were an Agent Provocateur star embroidered bra and glittery Cos socks plus my go-to purple YSL Beauty lipstick. Oh and lets not forget the piece de resistance, an Aspinal of London Iridescent Lizard Lottie Bag that I pretty much haven’t stopped carrying since. Speaking of Aspinal, their AW17 presentation and collection were A-MAZING!
Aspinal of London seriously know how to put on a presentation. Inspired by a night at the theatre and held in the majestic Claridges ballroom, it was both a spectacle and a showcase of some incredibly covetable handbags. I’d be hard pushed to play favourites but the Pegasus Collection produced in collaboration with graphic artist Emma Shipley was truly the stuff of dreams.
Well mes amies, that’s London Fashion Week AW17 over and out! Next season I’ll be back to doing the full circuit and I cannot wait. What do you think of my show going outfits? And, more importantly, the collections themselves?
Love Ella. X