Jackie J.S. Lee’s softly beautiful salon show
…And once again I find myself beginning a post with an apology for the tardiness (after all, Day 2 was now a full 5 days ago). The truth is, between 100+ shows, presentations and events, I thought it best to mull over each one before pronouncing which were my favourites.
Compared to the madness of Days 3-5, Day 2 was still a state of relative calm. Amidst a slew of shows (not naming any names) that had me tiring of the same aesthetic that seems to keep floating about at London Fashion Week – that hard, edgy look that no longer seems creative, and it neither flattering, nor what women crave to wear in the morning – there were some particular highlights that had me craving a new aesthetic of my own.
Jackie J.S. Lee’s tiny salon show was neither flashy nor obvious, yet it is still lingering at the back of my mind as one of the most beautifully crafted collections of the week. The supreme beauty of her calm, controlled mastery of both knitwear and leather (in shades of dove grey and soft caramel) seemed to confirm my own recent cravings for a slightly crisper, cleaner silhouetter. Similarly, Jonathan Saunder’s fantastical show (in the most dramatic location) confirmed why he’s the master of clever cuts and colour blocking – every editor we met following the show agreed it was one of the standout shows of the week.
Appropriately for the drizzly London morning we awoke to, Charles Anastase began the day with an homage to Paris in the rain. Set to the sounds of a thunderstorm and Scott Walker’s ‘It’s Raining Today’, his usual Parisian intellectual lolitas strolled out in a palette of muted blush knits and charcoal chiffon with a halo of frizzy rain-hair.
Jaeger confirmed mustard and tweedy tailoring as one of the dominant trends of the week. I was particularly fond of these mustard silk pants – to be worn with platform ankle boots on a dreary day. (You can also spot Scott Schumman and Garance in the background – it seemed that every where I went, they appeared beside me!)
We managed to steal 45 minutes to dash to Wahacca – the best Mexican in London – for a proper lunch (a Fashion Week miracle!) before Issa’s disco extravaganza, which had us all bopping in our seats.
It’s always enormously fun to be invited backstage before a show. Here, we got a sneak peek at the blingtastic nanna-chic look before the House of Holland show
I’m not sure whether it was the location (a vast hall in a disused train station, filled with great oversized lanterns which glowed like a sea of moons against the silver floors), or the garments which seemed to usher in a completley fresh aesthetic, but Jonathan Saunder’s show was one I will never forget.
So tell me lovelies, do you have any favourite moments that you’ve seen of Fashion Week so far?
Love, Miss B xx
P.S. Day 3 highlights to follow tomorrow
you were a busy little bee, every time you saw you, and your pins it was going in coming out, or going in to a car, as long as you enjoyed yourself, and you’re not to run down. xx
look at andrea dellal! what a goddess!! i remember seeing her at the tents.. god what show was it.. emilio de la morena.. and she was wearing the prada banana skirt. wow. just, wow. Wish i could have spent more time with you rather than fleeting hellos and goodbyes!!! next time you’re in sydney – proper catch ups.
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