Have just gotten back from Ashish, have just sat through another fashion show (already running 45 min late), have just eaten two mini bananas as Naomi (The Kaiser) had not allowed me to stop for food. Need complex carbs soon or an insulin drip.
Alexandra Groover, the LFW first-timer who designed the last set of clothes we saw, seems to be feeling the recession a bit more than Ashish or Eun Jeong. In all black - literally - Groover sent out about a dozen looks that all used texture, rather than colour, to add interest.
One of her most unique bits came at the beginning, when she experimented with a technique that neither Naomi nor I know what to call. (Rivkie, perhaps you are wiser.) Dresses were cotton jersey tunics, slightly draped and cinched at the low waist. But with slashes every inch or two, the frocks were anything but simple.
Will the newbie complicate her colour palette as much as her construction next season? Too soon to tell.
I feel like I'm stalking Hilary Alexander. And Colin McDowell. And the lady with all the crazy hats (you know the one if you've ever been to LFW), who today opted to revive everyone's favourite 50s toy trend, the Slinky, on her skull. Note to self: ask Hilary her opinion of Hat Lady.
At Eun Jeong (the fourth show of the day with HA), we somehow moved from a black bra and sheer black knickers to Giambatista Valli-style glam. The latter bit proved why some of the biggest establish designers are already publicly supporting Jeong.
For the most voluminous of voluminous dresses, Jeong circled her models with what looked like hastily pleasted (and basted-on) miles of fabric. In actuality, I can see why it took months: each black or coral or tan-coloured dress body blew perfectly back from the models' legs. Note to self #2: must get v. flowy dress for autumn.
Other well executed details included bejewelled hoods, black silk rosettes and draping to die for. But I'm still stuck on the dresses.
Okay, so it's only day one of fashion week and I've already have my first embarrasing moment.
Leaving the tents this morning after the Noir/Bllack Noir show, thinking I was looking rather stylish I might add, a fashion friend and I were stopped by the London Lite. Okay, not French Vogue or Scott Schulman but still!
Here I am approaching the photographer about to do my Chanel Iman fierce look and to my despair, they were actually asking my cute fashion friend to pose for the picture.
Luckily while she took the picture I was saved by street style bloggers that took a firm liking to my platforms.
I was so caught up in the embarrasment that I didn't realise that their journalist was actually shouting my name to come and get my photo taken too.
One embarrasing moment down, several more to go.........
Naomi: What did you think of the Ashish show? Jill: It was completely tacky. But loved it. It was perfect. Naomi: It's so thrown-together. It's so London. How could you pair a zebra print with a leopard print with the American flag?What do you call it? Jill: The American flag. Naomi: No, like we say Union Flag. Jill: Stars and Stripes. Naomi: Anyway, it was a jolt of energy to the first day. Everyone's already so tired. Jill: How can you be tired when you have V.V. Brown. And a circus performer dangling from the ceiling? Naomi: Exactly. And so many sequins... Jill: It would photograph so well. I was planning the spread in my mind. Naomi: I expect to see it on Iekeliene Stange by September.
Okay so it’s official. Ethical fashion is the way to go and not just because you’re conscience is bitting you on the butt; ethical fashion designers really are serving quality designs that we want to wear. After a bad morning of trying to navigate through South Kensington in platforms making me look like a six year old playing dress up in her mum’s heels, not to mention the lack of food in the tents this morning (the credit crunch has officially hit fashion week), I actually have a smile on my face. I’ve just run to the press room to let you all know that I’ve officially become an ethical fashion convert.
Excuse me if there's no train of thought here, but the recession has officially hit the BFC Tents. No food. Very little access to water and Sugar-Free Red Bull. Only one tent. Ohhh...times are hard.
You couldn't have told it at Caroline Charles, where the women's wear designer used rich-texture fabrics and lots of sparkle, with a clear Eastern influence. This is officially the first time I've seen a gauzy red wedding dress with red flowers as headwear, and I've also never known a designer to use wheat stalks as hair accessories.
Wonder what Colin McDowell and Hilary Alexander thought...
Pictures to come later., plus more from the tents.