Today, I'm channeling Mrs. Huxtable. actually I'm always trying to channel Phylicia Rashad's grace, poise and elegance. To me she's the ultimate role model, in my style and how i handle things. Ya'll can keep olivia Pope!
I never expected to Be in remotely interested with the happenings in or surrounding London Fashion Week. But I had such a fantastic time with the people that mattered.
What with the malarky and craziness typically surrounding fashion week, I had vowed to stay away from it, mostly because I always felt that as a Graphic Designer (as opposed to a Fashion journalist/stylist/designer) I was an outsider of fashion and I had no place among real money-earning fashionistas. Which I sometimes still feel has its merit. At the end of it, I just like nicely crafted clothes and my reasons for loving fashion (or rather my fashion) is how it makes me feel, whereas I am certain that the people in this industry hold it a lot dearer to themselves. I suppose you can liken it to someone merely liking a poster they've seen on the street, rather than considering its type treatment, colour choices and/or form and function. With all this in mind, Sade, Marcos and I were invited to view Pritch's new collection (blogpost to follow!). It was an experience to say the least, examining clothes in a fancy Hotel in Soho, whilst being offered water and straight Vodka! After this we wandered around Soho and Oxford Circus taking photos, whilst having our photos taken by random people on the street. (we asked no questions, just smiled and said of cooooooourse, like we were used to this pa-pa-parazzi life) Such fun dressing up for the sake of it,and just being general nuisances to fashion society, in short the perfect way to end quite a stressful week.
Thanks my love Sade for the awesome photos! A bitter sweet day, as we had a lot of fun but now she's off to another city wat up North to complete her studies, I'm super proud of her but also quite sad as she's leaving me! Will write more on her soon :)