I Am What I am

>> I've only ever watched ye olde fashion shows of the seventies and eighties on scratchy YouTube videos, where models sashay, twirl, laugh and the front row vaguely look like they're smiling.  Last night at Moschino's 30th anniversary show, I *think* I finally got to see what that experience was like for real when the… Continue reading I Am What I am

Fur on Film

There's always a tasty exhibition or two to check out in Milan and Paris.  They also conveniently open during the hub hub of fashion week evenings.  Fendi's Making Dreams month long exhibition just opened at the stylised 1940s Cinema Manzoni and it was great to immerse myself into a space that would have eluded me… Continue reading Fur on Film

I design, therefore I am

I always cry at least once during fashion month.  Mostly because of exhaustion and crabbiness or because something disastrous happened (lost bank card, stolen phone, twisted ankle etc etc).  Sometimes though you do get caught up in the moment of a collection and things genuinely move you.  Simone Rocha did that.  I'll probably blame the… Continue reading I design, therefore I am