Only for a friend, would I brave the Kate Moss section in Topshop, Oxford Circus at 12 midday on a Saturday. I had a mission to swoop in there, grab the items I needed in a size 8 and deploy as fast as possible. Indeed, that is what I did in a time of 4 minutes (pretty impressive considering how ramshackle and messy the whole area was). However, something did catch my eye. My mind was thinking ‘Oh dear…do I have to retract my statement about having zero interest in the collection’. Panic Panic Panic. The item in question? A floor length, duck egg blue chiffon dress with a tattoo pattern on the boddice and hem with a midnight blue satin slip underneath. The colour is beautiful, the pattern subtle enough and finally, I saw something that had ‘design’ qualities.
There is a reason for that of course. The dress was one of the limited edition designs, with only 100 in-store costing a whooping ¬£175. ¬£175 for a Topshop dress. I tried it on with zero intention (take note of the word ‘zero’ again…you can see I’m not going to be retracting anything) of buying it. Just as well. It’s not just that the dress did no favours for me. I found the fit bad, and the closures poorly sewn on. Ok, so I don’t quite have the lithe bod to do the dress justice but the sleeves were flapping around strangely, the bias cut was off and the back key hole was also an odd shape. People have been saying that the whole collection is something that only Miss Moss herself could wear with aplomb and though I wouldn’t go so far as to say that brash statement, I do think these are clothes for a certain someone. I’m afraid to say the majority of shoppers I saw buying the stuff was not that certain someone. My bank account will also be pleased to know that I’m not that certain someone either. As I was taking it off the price of ¬£175 and ‘Eh???’ was flashing in my mind.
