LFW SS13 DAY FIVE: ASHISH

Don't let my fantastic Ashish photos fool you. I wasn't in the photographer's pit, the front row, or even in the same room... I was simply in the Canon Cinema (or the Cinema of Rejects, coined by Gemma Satire) watching the show live, developing more of an urge to wear sequin socks with Reebok Classics as it went on. I'm not sure how I feel about remembering a retro trend the first time around, but it's probably not a good thing. Mr Gupta hit the mood just right with the sporty white, grey, and denim collection, with his signature sequins covering just one aspect of the garments - one leg, one arm, or one side.

I certainly am très fatigué, as evidenced by my terrible posture and spotty face in these photos, so this post will be kept relatively short and sweet. Check out the pictures of Tata Naka's pool party, Nova Chiu's silk prints, and the last of the week's street style in the fading sunshine.

London, it's been unreal. See you next season.

LFW SS13 DAY TWO

Today was about Vauxhall Fashion Scout's Ones to Watch, featuring the adorable Ming (I so love how the designers man their collections at the Fashion Scout exhibition.. I now consider them all to be good friends and will be offended if this isn't reciprocated), seeing Minnie Mouses everywhere, who the fuck is Tahir Sultan, the super cool Spijkers + Spijkers soundtrack which I'm trying to find out how to download, getting a sparkly pink manicure, Antonia Wesseloh with an adorbs dog at Ashley Isham, having an excellent catch-up over dinner with Annie Bean and Sophie of La Fashion Folie (Anna also scored me a free pair of UGG boots - they're totes FASH and not what you'd expect at all - and a bag full of make-up. That's one serious blagger blogger), and just generally taking in the sights and sounds (the latter, mainly M83)  of London Fashion Week.

For those who are like where's the street styles dude, and vibes? Less shows, more steez!!!, don't worry. Tomorrow is much quieter show-wise for me so I will be spending much more time hanging around Somerset House taking pictures of hats with feathers, shoes with spikes, and the likes.

Please find below further evidence of the pale, minimal look at the shows. I hate to say I told you so, but...

  Not-ugg-Uggs. 

LFW SS13: DAY ONE

This post was due to be filled with stories of today, the first day of LFW SS13: like Fam Irvoll's grannies dancing in platform slippers, me lurking in the background of the eleventy-million street style photos taken of Florrie, Corrie Nielsen's ethereal show, falling over my own feet to hug J Noir and her 50 shades of purple, the thumping Jodie Harsh soundtrack at Unconditional, and then something about Pearl doing a rap about fashion for someone called Sugar Puff (yeah.. I don't know either).

But all that's now gone to pot as my last show of the day was Zeynep Tosun. My mind is absolutely blown. I loved last season's collection but this was absolutely beyond, and I can't wait to share the photos I got with you; see if you can spot a taster below.

I'm already laying my bet down on the table for the aesthetic of London SS13, by the way: white and neutral, clean, minimal lines, á la 1990s Calvin Klein. Let's see what the next four days bring.