The Ceremony of Separation

It was the Max Richter soundtrack that did it.  At the Comme des Garçons show yesterday, I cried – not uncontrollably like a baby, but with big fat tears rolling down my cheek, as I thought about past loss, about what’s precious right now and about the inevitability of death.  Those memorable strings from Richter’s On the… Continue reading The Ceremony of Separation

The Coach Gang

Apologies if this is a bit chronologically out of sync.  During shows, the blog and I exist on an alternative time zone, ruled by deadlines.  I’m writing up for Dazed Digital and BBC (can only be read from outside the UK), if you’re up for perusing more formal reports on all things fashion week. In this realm… Continue reading The Coach Gang

The New Gucci Girl

Who is the Gucci girl?  Under Tom Ford, you knew who she was.  She had powerful allure and either you wanted to be her or at the very least,  you commended her bravado.  Under Frida Giannini, she was a bit elusive.  Did you ever know her in real life?  Or was she just constantly trussed up… Continue reading The New Gucci Girl