Darling, sweetie Tesco Books bloguettes,
Surviving the shows, parties and bitching of London Fashion Week is a lot easier now I no longer work in the industry. Forget juggling diva designers, misbehaving make up artists and seriously annoying supermodels, now I rock up, air kiss my old buddies, check out the latest looks and go for a restorative piece of cake. Actual cake. Anyone who’s read Confessions of a Fashionista will know that’s almost unheard of in fashion. Cut a slice of your own, and enjoy my lowdown on LFW.
Are couples the latest trend? London Fashion Week kicked off the day after Valentine’s and everyone seemed majorly loved up. Kate Bosworth was clutching the hand of her beau Michael Polish front row, right next to Louis Tomlinson, from One Direction, who had his hand on the knee of his partner Eleanor. Love, it seems, is hot right now.
I had a fleeting taste of what it’s like to be famous, when, between shows at Somerset House, I got caught in the paparazzi scramble for Mollie King from The Saturdays. I stopped gawping at the guy whose face was painted with a skeleton (très fashion week), to see the commotion behind me. I turned to see the back of Mollie’s white coat facing down a wall of flashbulbs. My instant reaction was to put my bag up in front of my face and hide. If you see a tubby, startled blonde diving for cover in the background of Mollie’s photographs, it’s probably me. I could have sworn the Felder Felder show was full of spots, but it was only the residual camera flashes repeating in my vision. I don’t know how celebs do it.
Rihanna and Demi Lavato’s appearances in London may have generated the most hype, but Mollie deserves a special mention for her dogged dedication to fashion. She popped up everywhere; working different outfits, wearing out her high-heeled shoe leather, and proving her fash credentials. You won’t believe me, but she’s even more stunning up close, and polite. I saw her step aside and hold the door for others to pass. It’s not often you see such manners in a popstar. I think I’m developing a girl crush. Also seen: Laura Whitmore, from MTV, patiently spelling her name for the press. Not a ‘don’t you know who I am’ in sight. Almost disappointing.
The top trends from London Fashion week we’ll be wearing this winter:
Tickled pink: Whether it was bubblegum, candyfloss or baby, pink was all over the catwalk. Get ready for a bit of winter sweetness. Seen at Felder Felder, House of Holland and John Rocha.
The Lady: Skirt suits and demure separates featured at numerous shows. Time to stop flashing the flesh and prim your ride. I’m a lady, don’t you know. Seen at Mulberry, McQ and Emilia Wickstead.
Everything’s coming up roses: Valentine’s day cropped up again with this trend, when roses and posies sprouted all over clothes. Seen at Tom Ford, Clements Riberio and Matthew Williamson.
The top trend we’ll probably skip: Louise Gray took recycling to whole new level, when she sent a brooch made of a toilet roll down the catwalk. The image went viral – I’m sure there’s a joke in here about viruses, sneezing and tissues. Well, you can’t say it’s not practical, but I think I’ll leave this one to the Andrex puppy.
And now, drum roll please, I’m delighted to announce the winner of the gorgeous Lulu Guinness Black Cherry Studded Clutch on offer with my last blog post. It was difficult picking just one from all the hilarious entries we received, but congratulations go to Abby Bookham and her Boudicca breastplates. Abby made us all giggle with her unfortunately patterned fashion disaster at a wedding – boobtastically cringe-worthy. I hope your new bag eases the pain of the memory, Abby. Well done to everyone who took part, and don’t forget: destroy any photographic evidence.
Thanks for having me, my Tesco lovelies. Until next time, stay stylish.
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