Firstly, sorry for my absence from the blogging world over the past two weeks, I have just started a new job, and haven’t had much time for writing. Secondly, I felt it was necessary to write a blog pre-London Fashion Week, which excitingly kicks off tomorrow, so here goes…
Five days of catwalking next spring’s super trends and lust haves is on our fashion horizon (hoorah). Editors, buyers, stylists, writers and celebrities alike will all be cramming into buzzy, charged, hard to get into venues across the capital to watch the approximate ten minute spectacle of high energy, loud music, super-strutting fashion. Basically our next season style delivery, the fashion show is a whirling adrenaline rush of clothes, shoes, bags, hair, make-up and fabulousness, but so often you learn as much from the parade off the catwalk as on it.
This is every fashion week attendee’s time of year to really ramp up the fashion factor and tick off as many trends as possible to prove their hardened style credentials. Of course not everyone is so bothered, big editors rarely wear anything except head to toe black, wacky fashion ‘characters’ will compete for most outlandish outfit, and some just go low key but with stylish details. Either way, it’s always a great show, and a pure fashion fest.
I can confirm that my fashion week attire will revolve mainly around being stylishly comfortable (boring, I know). Absolutely no ridiculous, sky scraping heels from me (you always spot so many high shoe casualties at LFW – their blister shuffle gives them away!). I will probably be rocking my Converse as running from show to show is no joke, and no one can ever argue they are last season, the longevity of the timeless basketball pump is my fashion week saviour. No blister shuffle for me – I’d get trampled on in the crush to the Matthew Williamson show darling! Ha ha ha.
Stay tuned for my fashion week updates, from the shows to the sartorial sights, it will be a fashion-fuelled week indeed.