London Fashion Week just keeps getting better and better, so say Runway Editor Charlotte Moore and Fashion Features Editor Victoria Moss.
1. Jonathan Saunders
Excellent venue (Tate Britain + giant light balloons = casually dramatic) and an outstanding collection that had us mentally arguing with ourselves over which pieces we must have. The silk embroidered bomber jacket? Sure. The ombre rainbow-hued pencil skirt? Yes. The tie dye effect pink and blue layered tea dress? Obviously. The ice blue sheer shirt? Yup. The burgundy silk track pants? Absolutely. The blown out floral print silk tee? Go on then. The Woodstock-esque cropped suede jacket? Of course. Wait, wait – can we just have it all? Please? Thank you Mr Saunders for making sure our summer wardrobe is going to be fabulously cool.
2. Christopher Kane
Our other favourite Scot designer extraordinaire (see above) went all old-school on us and back to his gritty show space roots. And then out came the clothes. There was a definite floral feel to the London shows – but this being Mr Kane, there was nothing too literal about the reference (dresses with cut-out details signalling photosynthesis for one). We were stumped with wonder and glee and wished the whole thing could have re-wound and played out all over again.
3. Harry Styles
Look, we won’t lie, when he strolled out along the catwalk with Nick Grimshaw and Kelly Osbourne to his frow position at Henry Holland’s show, we were a little bit giddy, but by the time we got to Fashion East on the last day of LFW, all we wanted was a slug of juice and to get to the counter of food which was being blocked by the white tee-sporting Harry Styles and the mob of fasharazzi trying to snap him. Bit over it, tbh. Also: shampoo Harry, shampoo is your friend. Just a friendly suggestion.
A serene moment of pure, lovely beautifulness. Featuring a live pianist and cellist, bouquets of hydrangeas on every seat (not great for our allergies, but that’s a personal issue, we accept) and a collection which was the perfect balance of mouthwateringly pretty and edgy cool.
5. Outer Space
Anya Hindmarch’s catwalk was transformed into an intergalactic galaxy, complete with a starlit ceiling, huge swirling planets and models and bags defying gravity as they floated up and down. And she even left a horoscope reading on the seat of every frow-er. Spiritual guidance and hot handbags? What more does an editor need?
6. Roksanda’s mini-me
Yes, yes, we adored her show but we couldn’t keep our eyes off her divine little girl Efimia (kitted out in her children’s wear line Blossom – obvs) when we spotted her in the crowd at Fashion East. Move over Harper Beckham, we’ve got a new favourite fashion baby.
No macs, no live music, no matter. This was a great show (with the added spice of seeing Cara Delevingne strolling past Harry Styles – we weren’t quite bored of him by this point). And then even the sun came out. Briefly…
8. Peter Pilotto
Even the fact that Runway editor Charlotte Moore fell flat on her face (tottering off her mega white platform courts – Lady Gaga she’s not) in front of 20 street style photographers didn’t ruin the excitement of the unveiling of the news that next February will see the release of Peter Pilotto for Target – and it’ll be available on Net-a-Porter. Amazing! Also: hot SS14 collection. Hot.
9. Meadham Kirchhoff
One of the last shows of the week and even the eery set and styling (a little bit Amish Red Riding Hood in Dalston) didn’t hide the mastery of this double act’s beautifully made pieces. A lot more for our shopping list. Eek.