London Fashion Week: Day 1 (Highlights & After Parties!)
And we’re off! Day one kicked off in a midst of millinery, neon brights, too many G&Ts and the misplacing of a favourite fur stole.
Once inside the grounds of Somerset House (after getting through the handful of protestors outside holding banners and wearing hoods!) the first stop was the launch of ‘Headonsim,’ the British Fashion Council and Stephen Jones partnership sponsored by Royal Ascot, which showcased five superb, British based milliners. Celebrating the art of hat making, it was a chance to see the creations in all their glory, along with their designers.
Over a glass of bubbly Eloise Moody, from design duo Moody & Farrelme, told me she hoped to bring casual hat wearing back into the spotlight. “Wearing a hat instantly makes you feel more powerful and confident so why wouldn’t you want to wear it? I wear a hat all the time, even when I’m cycling- a helmet counts right?” she says in an oversized bowler hat. For me, Piers Atkinson still reins in creating the most amazing headpieces- if I could wear his creations everyday, I would. (My favourite from this collection was the laser cut lily ‘Kokoshnik’ headdress with Swarovski crystal- utterly incredible.) He smiled and I was half-tempted to dig out the photo he took of me last season in his Pom Pom headpiece for Asos… But I resisted, just.
The PPQ show is always extremely popular with their celebrity glittered FROW, pop prints and young, gutsy models taking over the catwalk and speakers. Except this time around they appear to have got a little too excited with the invites as far too many people had tickets which meant half the people didn’t get in. Sad story, especially when freezing out on the cobbles. The collection was typically PPQ- 60’s influenced, bright, loud and for the Pixie Geldof in us all.
Now for the afterparties! After a quick change and reapplication, we hit DSTRKT first in Piccadilly Circus for the KTZ night. Arriving fashionably early, we helped ourselves to Vodka & Red Bull mixers (clearly the fashion elite already need that extra boost) under the blue tinted, casino-like lights of Rihanna’s favourite London haunt. As we left via the cloakroom, I bumped into singer, Marina and the Diamonds. “Hi”, Hi sorry do I know you? “No but I know that heart on your face”. I have no idea either, time to leave.
After a quick dash into the Jean-Pierre Braganza party at Apartment 58, we made it to the Playboy club before the queue got ridiculous (not before missing our stop on the bus and somehow ending up on The Mall!) The official PPQ after-party seemed just as chaotic as the show with the fashion and picture editor from Elle overheard in front complaining as their names were not on the list but they had just seen a work-experience girl walk straight through – our cue to walk straight past them and inside.
Bunny girls, grapefruit cocktails and Kate Nash in the toilet- the party was already in full swing (though apparently it is offensive to take a picture of a Bunny’s bob-tail.) A bleary-eyed man with long wavy hair walked up to me and asked if my friends drink was free to take. The student days of ‘swipe a pint’ in Brixton Jamm are still alive and well in Hyde Park evidently.
Deciding against getting the last tube home, we popped into the Felder Felder party where the quadruple G&Ts and dancefloor got fashionable hit- leaving my beloved fur scarf on the night bus home brought me straight back down to earth.
This will hurt in the morning!
Sian @ FashionBite xx