No the title isn’t a reference to the award-winning Fuller beer but actually is a slightly unfortunate thought that plagues my mind of the eve of London Fashion Week S/S 09.  After a rather insightful chat with the owner of bStore, the thoughts plagued further as he felt that London was going backwards, that a year ago, London had a momentum going with their fashion week, that we had something to be really proud of and celebrate, going against this country’s trait to be overly modest/polite about everything, and now something is missing and that the British Fashion Council hasn’t taken advantage of that exciting wave and capitalise on that.  I’ve expressed similar thoughts in the past, that rather than concentrating on playing up London’s strengths which is producing and exposing new design talent what with the number of stellar schools here, instead, BFC tries to chase the so-called big names, to pack out the schedule with returning Brits.  Emphasis on the ‘returning’.  The Brits have a knack for leaving for greener pastures in New York/Paris; Jonathan Saunders and Preen to New York and now Gareth Pugh to Paris for this season and no doubt others will follow.  Even my beloved Jean Pierre Braganza is off to Milan to show at the White Show.

Now as opposed to patriotism, I’ve always had a terrible case of of cityism…a shameful sense of pride in London.  I’ll admit it, I don’t care if I come off as being smug about living here as I do love it full and through with big glassy rose-tinted goggles.  Yet the niggles are there and despite being a staunch supporter for all things LFW, the worry does exist that the fashion scene has somewhat turned ‘backwards’ and isn’t making the strides it deserves.  Effects of globalisation and the catch-up process does mean that cities like Vienna, Amsterdam, Berlin and cities further affield are coming up with fresh ideas and taking concepts further because they have a lack of restraint and experimentation can be afforded…be it in retail, fashion design or other creative fields.   The upside is that it gives me impetus and motivation to travel more.  The downside is that in a climate where people are holding back and feeling unsure, perhaps fashion will suffer, not the luxury labels as I always insisted that the recession would never affect the rich because the rich would keep on spending, but the creative talent feeling like they’re lacking in support…

Disingenuous charity giving has always irked me but I do so solemnly swear if I stumbled upon oodles of cash, I’d throw it all at this fashion scene I so lovingly support.  Guess the pride hasn’t diminished that much.



Remember all that ‘I’m not a plastic bag’ furor and all the hoo-ha that ensued on the fakes market?  In recent years though, fashion peeps other than Anya Hindmarch are all for the non-plastic bag, producing them at every given opportunity; shows, launches, fashion weeks, tradeshows etc to hand out for tote-lovers like me who likes to accumulate them and use them for heavy groceries, toiletries and magazine shopping with the latest one being the YSL AW08-9 Manifesto bag.  Am I the only plonker who keeps them all scrunched up under the kitchen sink ready to haul out for the carrying in addition to the proper bag?   

…harsh lines, strong structures and heaviness is where we’re supposedly heading for so something to soften up the agenda is intriguing.  Barbara Munsel, a designer from Rotterdam though is an independent that probably doesn’t really care about whether structure is in or not (in or out… a concept that I wonder is disappearing altogether…).  She has attributed seasons to her collections but I think there’s something in the strength of her printing techniques and the subtlety about everything that makes the season quite irrelevant.  Printed tights, silk trousers and billowing tops along with the use of luxurious materials that are softly powerful; feathers, crepe de chine, silk, organic cotton…and ever so delicate with the palette too… something that you’d want to lovingly keep in some nude tissue paper (I think I’ve said that about one other collection other than this…) and then gently take it out before wearing, eating aptly delicate things whilst wearing it…(nothing that involves ketchup, spaghetti or soup…)…







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Sheert3It’s been rather grey, sticky and humid in London – we just can’t seem to get this summer right and seeing as I’ve said to myself that my summer has already ended, despite the actual high temperature, I can’t really be bothered to bring on the bare legs, wear ickle tops or expose the parts of flesh that summer so often sees.  Still, I was never one to go for bare all and whilst the streets were full of gladiator sandals and short sassy skirts, I’ve opted to ‘expose’ in a different way.  The back is a slightly less obvious point though I’ve seen a rise of the AA backless, low-cut tops out and about and my Acne dress with the rounded cut-out serves the backless trick fairly well.  Then there’s these Raf Simons trousers which I got in a sample sale.  For what are essentially trackie bottoms, somehow they seem quite disturbing to a lot of people.  I get the strangest stares on the streets not because they’re racy but because they look a little misleading.  Why are they sheer in that way?  Why is she wearing leggings underneath?  Where does one find trousers like that?  Hey ask Mr Simons, not me!  Still they’re hard to figure out and even my total-oblivion-to-surroundings can’t ignore the perplexed look on people’s faces…

Hopefully cooler winds come soon as I’m not sure how many of these ‘different exposure’ late-summer outfits I can whip up… and no, the glads and the sassy skirt ain’t coming out… I’ve already decided summer is over, therefore in my head, it does not exist…