So my Monday morning started gently with accessory designer pal Fred Butler's presentation called 'A Bee in My Bonnet with a Honey Hair Comb'. Butler herself is Queen Bee of the supersized accessory and also known for her unique all-one-colour outfits. On this occasion she was in head-to-toe gold to match her models. This girl loves a multi-pronged approach, so as well as gold ‘honeycomb’ bags and head pieces, she had custom nails by Marian Newman, an exclusive music track by Two Inch Punch and a fashion film by Elisha Smith-Leverock.
My Monday at LFW started bleary-eyed following the frankly astonishing spectacle of a Sunday night at the Royal Courts of Justice. Did you see the Philip Treacy extravaganza? (If not, you can read about it here.) Suffice to say that while others were cosied up in front of Downton Abbey, history was being made in EC2 involving Treacy's millinery magic, Michael Jackson's costume archive, an all-star front row (Zandra Rhodes! Nick Cave! Grace Jones!) and a gospel choir. Oh and Lady Gaga.
Christopher Kane's show was held in the new glass retail space in Marble Arch to complement his slick, hyper-modern silhouettes and fabrics. There's been a bit of a 60s futurist thread running through the shows but this wasn't your average Paco Rabanne lazy rehash. When Kane does anything, he does it with next-level polish and sophistication. So we got jackets with colossal plastic screw fastenings and mash-up dresses of nylon, doily lace and Swarovski crystal, all executed to the nth degree of luxury.
Burberry was another standout, with more retro-futuristic elements. The show opened with an optic white cape, see-through plastic handbags and silver wedges, before bursting into a rainbow of couture-like jewel-hued coats. Christopher Bailey's Burberry Girls all had perfect matt-red lips. Beauty is a massive part of Fashion Week these days, a prompt to remind you that if you can't stretch to a Burberry trench, consider a lippie for your makeup bag instead. Still on a beauty tip, Pringle had a great look going on; these messy ponytails, eyeliner flicks and red lip stains reminded me of retro Parisian film starlets.
It seems every magazine has a big party or special issue out for Fashion Week. Not least Grazia, whose magazine was handed out by Grazia Girls wearing custom-made Markus Lupfer sweaters. Cute!
Balthazar - coming soon to Covent Garden from New York (but not soon enough)…
All work and no play is not how I like to roll so I ended my day at the Smythson and Kenzo parties. Kenzo’s graphic print knitwear, sweatshirts and sneakers have been impossible to avoid on the fashion press this week. How fun is this Jean-Paul Goude ad – with me trapped inside?!