Main image: At Ashish SS12 -that´s me (the blonde second from the left looking at her phone!) sitting right behind Paloma Faith & Grace Woodward
Following our debut attendance at LFW last February, last week Gillian Brett set sail to take in the fashion feast of London Fashion Week. Read on to see what she got up to.
As always, London Fashion Week kicked off with Paul Costello showing in the British Fashion Council show space in Somerset house at 9am. I arrived extremely early and am convinced this is how I landed myself on the front row. With fellow ‘frowians’ including Jimmy Choo and Hilary Alexander, I felt like a complete con artist, but a jammie one nonetheless. From pastel shifts to bright and bold ruffled dresses, Costello took us to Paris in sixties for spring/summer 2012.
The rest of Day 1 included Caroline Charles (a sparkling, sorbet-coloured confection of neat suits and dresses), Jena Theo (slinky slip dresses and voluminous blouses in a monochrome palette enlivened with some delicate pastels) and one of my favourite shows of the entire week, Sass & Bide.
Once again I found myself inexplicably seated among the A-list and had Poppy Delevigne (even more stunning in the flesh even with barely a pick of make up on her), Paloma Faith (with a veritable bouquet in her hair), Peaches Geldof (the headlines are true – she’s certainly dropped a few pounds) and Hannah Vickers (only got the mention because she was beside them if I’m honest) sitting just a few rows in front of me.
The show itself was so enchanting it succeeded in tearing my eyes from the outstanding Delevigne. Set in The Royal Opera House the collection was as bright and decadent as it’s surroundings—think neon, sequins, tribal details, acid yellow, oversized polka dots and lots of lovely draping punctuated by a deep and rather regal navy.
Other highlights for the remainder of the week include Ashish’s glamour gardening, with his sequins-embellished floral separates and models styled with daises in their docs. Olivia Palermo was the most noteworthy front rower.
Once again, I was sat behind Paloma Faith, though this time right behind her to the point that I had to keep my face firmly concentrated on my phone to avoid looking a bit gormless in the background of a press photo (see main image!).
Also in front of me was Grace Woodward who I’d recently interviewed for this month’s Image Magazine (shameless plug) so I managed to have a quick chat with her before she dashed off to see the show of fellow Britain & Ireland’s Next Top Model judge, Julian MacDonald.
The rest of the day was filled with Jasper Conran, Jaeger and John Rocha (the alliteration was coincidental). John Rocha was by far my favourite of the three, and not just because Abbey Lee Kershaw opened and closed the show. He presented his signature Zen take on traditional Irish craftsmanship in the most romantic way possible: fine crotchet, leather and hand tucked raffia.
Sunday’s main events for me were Holly Fulton, Peter Jensen and Simone Rocha. I sat near Susie Bubble at Peter Jensen who was wearing Simone’s AW11 pony-skin brogues and wondered if she’d clocked my Simone Rocha Perspex ring—probably not!
Simone’s show was my favourite of the day as well as one of my favourite of the week. In fact, I was so enamoured with her feminine take on masculine tailoring that I bought a shirt from her Topshop capsule collection the next day (see next week´s shopping wish list for more details).
Rest of the week
Sadly (if unsurprisingly) I wasn’t allocated tickets to the ‘big’ shows like Burberry or Erdem (if someone can explain to me how on earth one can bag a ticket to these shows, please do!) so my week was rounded off by the sartorially eccentric Meadham Kirchoff (when I saw the pastel balloon arches on the runway I knew I was in the right place), Joanne Hynes and Aminaka Wilmont (Tom Ford’s winner at the 2007 Fashion Fringe catwalk).
One of the most talked about shows of the week, (and not just because Anna Wintour <gasp!> was on the front row) Meadham’s madness continued with girly twin sets, ironic cartoon motifs, pastel marabou coats and broderie anglaise dresses amidst cancan dancing Courtney Love lookalikes. Joanne Hynes took us back to the future with a 60’s style sci-fi aesthetic.
Stupidly, I booked my flight for the Wednesday afternoon, just as all the beautiful male models took to the James Long runway. Note to self: next season be sure to fly home AFTER menswear day.
Bar this small disappointment, London Fashion Week was the perfect feast for my fashion hungry eyes.
– Gillian BrettTweet