The Next Savage Beauties

When I put out an opinion poll out on Instagram asking which young designer could, aesthetics aside, leave a lasting legacy like Lee McQueen, the names that came up pleasingly revolved around London: Simone Rocha, Christopher Kane and J.W. Anderson.  They are all brands with sure fire longevity in the making (or in Kane’s case, this already exists).  There were also… Continue reading The Next Savage Beauties

Let Them Save Knits

I first learnt the term fashion “cabbage” from that tell-all guilty pleasure read ‘Fashion Babylon’ by Imogen Edward-Jones.  She described “cabbage” as rejected goods from a manufacturer.  They’re also more commonly known as seconds.  Anything made in excess or with any vague defects might be classified as seconds.  What happens to those seconds is a bit of… Continue reading Let Them Save Knits

Melbourne Trail

For the first time in four years, I didn’t make it down under this year for MBFWA in Sydney.  Sad face emojis all round when images from shows like Romance was Born started pouring in on Instagram (don’t tell me how good it was –  I could see it emanating from the folds of fabrics swooshing about,… Continue reading Melbourne Trail

Versus Calling

Ah London.  How I’ve missed trampling up damp smelling staircases to get to concrete bunker rooms where I get sploshed about with beer.  It’s back down to earth after my far-and-away otherworldly jaunts to Palm Springs and Cannes but with Donatella Versace leading the proceedings, it was never really going to be yer’ average event. Last… Continue reading Versus Calling