Tickled by Feathers

It was difficult not to get a bit carried away with my weekend trip to Antwerp.  This is the city where after all I had made a number of fashion-specific pilgrimages to in my late teens/twenties because of the Antwerp Six, the reputation of the Royal Academy School and the fact that it’s still a bit of… Continue reading Tickled by Feathers

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

Animal Pleat

>> In my Antwerp Six/eighties Japanese wave obsessed youth, I sort of made a loose promise to myself that should I reach the age of 50, I will find my inner serene self and be clothed in a uniform consisting exclusively of Yohji Yamamoto, Ann Demeulemeester, Dries van Noten, the more conservative bits of Comme des Garcons’ universe and… Continue reading Animal Pleat

MA 2014

I’ve not been able to get to as many student shows this year because of the book aka a never ending peaking and troughing graph of writer’s block.  Central Saint Martins’ BA, Middlesex, Westminser and all the shows at Graduate Fashion Week have had to be seen via Catwalking.  Boo hiss.  I’ve also had to lighten… Continue reading MA 2014