Sunday 6 March 2011

I heart London Fashion Week and all its glory

The green is a goddess this season and that was pretty well clear at the Bora Aksu show at Somerset House. In some parts of his design I am transported back to the 1920's - chilled glass of gin and tonic in my hand with head thrown back being regailed about one of Gatsby's latest jaunts in others I remain firmly in my seat 2011. Original dress styles with sheer fabric and wool patterns. There is the elegance of the summer evening party in black full length skirts infused with cheeky dicky bows. Femininity is at the heart of his collection but with a twist of the masculine to offset the classic cocktail dress. The hair was messy which I liked giving it a touch of English eccentricity.

At London Fashion week the people trying to get into the shows become a spectacle, even the cobbled polluted streets become a catwalk. Who can wear the most attention - seeking outfit? But where does it cross the line from being fashion or flashy? Loafers covered in diamonds wore by a man at the front row were eye catching but did I think they were a trend? I am not so sure.. Does the person wearing the outfit dictate the trend? Possibly so. Perhaps if Olivia Palermo or Alexa Chung were wearing the diamante loafers I would feel differently. I would be ordering a pair or at least looking for the high street copy. I know that maybe there a some things that I can never pull off such as ballet pumps or leggings or fur coats (and I mean dressed with anything).  As much as I want to cry at failing to wear these longstanding trends I embrace my love of others that seem to flatter my shape and caress my curves such as boots, pencil skirts (forever friend) blouses and the trench. I remember longing for a beige burberry trench from camden market. It was the only thing I ever wanted and before that the only thing I ever wanted were LA Gear high tops with pink and black sparkly laces. The latter clearly indicating my ability to bling from a young age. I look back at my life in clothes but I am quite certain I will never be appealing in diamond covered loafers. Leave that to the front row.