Impossible Dreams

The morning immediately after I had got back from a gruelling fashion month, I went to the press preview of Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty, at the V&A.  I was whisked straight to the heart of the exhibition, the Cabinet of Curiosities because I was filming interviews there for a little short for Art Fund.  It felt like the… Continue reading Impossible Dreams

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