LFW Diary: The mystery of British megawattage at PPQ

It was a six-minute ride from the Mayfair Hotel to the Mulberry show this morning, and yet when I arrived, I found myself in some enchanted woods. Flowering vines caught in my hair, which perhaps I should’ve brushed. The red and white speckled mushrooms indigenous to all Disney movies—you know the ones—popped up under my fee
sale herve legert. Bright-eyed, bushy-tailed waiters offered cupcakes decorated to match.Day two is over and I’ve got that Blur song in my head. No, the other Blur song. You know: “girls who like boys who like boys who like girls…”

That’s because London boyswear darling J.W. Anderson is doing girlswear now, and London girlswear darling Jonathan Saunders just debuted boyswear. It’s all very confusing and probably illegal in Arizona.
If last night was about the British sort of celebrity, today was about my sort: true fashion characters. Front row at Charles Anastase this morning (a properly wet one, I might add) was Charlotte Dellal, exquisite shoe designer and Titian titan of society, her waves unruffled by the rain. Scott “The Sartorialist” Schuman appeared to be sans Garance for the first five minutes of their entire romantic history (she must have been in the bathroom). And I walked smack into Alexa Chung, but it’s not my fault… she was standing sideways!
Herve Leger
This happens a lot at London Fashion Week: you’re finding your seat, minding your business, and bam! Lightning! Or just a hundred flashbulbs going off at once, a row away. You look. You crane. You wonder who this magnetic presence in A1 could be? At last the photogs scatter and you see… no one. The celeb has vanished and in his or her place is someone very thin, very brightly made-up, and totally unrecognizable.

At least to me. To Brits, the pap-target is not “no one,” though it’s very likely that they were nobody last year and will be nobody again next fashion week. British
Black Herve Legercelebrity is a weird and mercurial thing: it gets lost in translation. And that’s why I can’t tell you who was front row at PPQ—famous for its famous fans—last night.Still salivating over Christopher Bailey‘s toughed-up spring collection? See what he’s got up his sleeve for fall as we livestream the Burberry show right HERE on Monday February 21st at 11am. Enjoy the show!
Par shiyang82 le mercredi 18 mai 2011

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