Reshift

A few days ago I was reminiscing how eight or seven years ago, I was meekly emailing Mandi Lennard to ask to and see a Roksanda Ilincic show, whose ruffles, volumes and draping back then was more freeform and raw in comparison to today’s sleek colour-blocked silhouettes.  That “Look, how far they’ve come…” feeling was further exacerbated… Continue reading Reshift

There goes another day

>> I now know that there are several depths to writer’s block.  There’s normal writer’s block when I’m faffing around with an article for a publication.  Ok, it’s pretty tiresome when you’re going through the motions but I know that an article will emerge at the end of it.  Then there’s writer’s block when you’re writing… Continue reading There goes another day

Back Catalogue

>> Short term memory is a bit of epidemic in fashion. Labels coming and going all the time, the mounting heap of collections and the basic cycle of things going in and out. There’s a chasm of difference between the time when I first started going to London Fashion Week back in 2006 and what… Continue reading Back Catalogue