Burberry streamed their latest catwalk live. In 3D. And I bloody missed it. And now apparently I should "return later" if it want to see it post-scheduled time. My wings feel truely clipped. I should have staged a walkout and abandoned work in favour of fashion. One day my job will be fashion and I will be required at catwalk shows.
For now I make do with The Telegraph's teeny tiny video montage...
...it is entirely not the same as a full length 3D feed but hey...for now this will have to do!
Very military in dark khaki's I was pleased to see a splash of rich tones from raspberry to royal blue. What excites me most though is the contrast between heavy black buckled boots and leather jackets with delicate white fur.
A trip to Burberry HQ has solidified my desire to own a Burberry coat. This just makes me wish it could be sooner rather than later.
I'll let you know when the full video is up...come on Fred, get on it! In case you want to check up on it yourself visit the Burberry Live website.
Showing posts with label London Fashion Week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London Fashion Week. Show all posts
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Sunday, 21 February 2010
Topshop Rocks LFW
Today as I subconsciously veered towards the Topshop store in Birmingham's Bull Ring I announced: "I love Topshop. I know that's stereotypical but I do. And you know what? There's a reason people see it as stereotypical now...everyone loves it because it's bloody brilliant."
Well...turns out the fashion world agrees with me. My Twitter homepage has been filled with London Fashion Week tweets but more than any other show Topshop Unique has been the one that's got people talking. After my last post on Dande Maestre's nature inspired statement jewellery antlers are making their way onto my blog once more...
Topshop Unique's models reminded me of Mulberry's Autumn/Winter 2009/2010 look with bedraggled hair, knitted accessories and beautiful worn leathers. That and my local forest, Cannock Chase. As well as the faux fur animal headgear animal imagery is mingled with animal print for a primal, rustic look.
I'm wishing this winter away already but maybe I wouldn't if I had easy access to cable knit tights, contrasting chiffon, lace and leather, faux fur, work boots and bags belted at the waist. The throw-it-on imperfect look is perfect for me at the minute. Sure there's more to it than it looks but I'm willing to invest in lots of hairspray and some nature inspired accessories. I have a bone cuff from Ghana that'd fit in perfectly with this colour palette.
Well...turns out the fashion world agrees with me. My Twitter homepage has been filled with London Fashion Week tweets but more than any other show Topshop Unique has been the one that's got people talking. After my last post on Dande Maestre's nature inspired statement jewellery antlers are making their way onto my blog once more...
Topshop Unique's models reminded me of Mulberry's Autumn/Winter 2009/2010 look with bedraggled hair, knitted accessories and beautiful worn leathers. That and my local forest, Cannock Chase. As well as the faux fur animal headgear animal imagery is mingled with animal print for a primal, rustic look.
I'm wishing this winter away already but maybe I wouldn't if I had easy access to cable knit tights, contrasting chiffon, lace and leather, faux fur, work boots and bags belted at the waist. The throw-it-on imperfect look is perfect for me at the minute. Sure there's more to it than it looks but I'm willing to invest in lots of hairspray and some nature inspired accessories. I have a bone cuff from Ghana that'd fit in perfectly with this colour palette.
Monday, 26 October 2009
I'm employed...wooo hooo
This is obviously a regular topic of mine but it is one that currently seems to baffle everyone. A friend of mine wrote as her Facebook status the other day: "I'm employed!!! Wooo hooo!! :)" Everyone that read this was of course over the moon and asked what job in the police she had got....as this was her aim. Rather than replying that she had got Christmas work in a department store she merely said she had only got a temporary post and was still pursuing the police full time.
Now, she should not be ashamed of something she was so excited about. Indeed, at the moment having any kind of job is marvellous. People don't seem to understand that though. Graduates feel they have almost failed, despite not actually standing a chance, whilst non-graduates feel sympathy for those poor 'young ones' wasting the talents that have got them into so much debt.
I can't lie, sometimes I wonder why I am not doing what I dreamt of. Or in fact why what I dreamt of doesn't necesarily seem like the right thing for me any more. When in the midst of those dark moments I have a little moto "at least I'm employed". Doesn't sound like much but hundreds of gradutes have gone back to bar jobs, work in Topshop/River Island/Debenhams or do as I have and relish an opportunity thrown out by family/friends/acquaintances. After all, it's better than nothing.
I do have something to dream about though...I am going to meet Peter Ruis from John Lewis and Fred Uribe-Mosquera from Burberry next month. God bless Graduate Fashion Week. After all, blogs don't pay the rent...not even Sophie Power's amazing Trendspiration. She was invited to London Fashion Week as a guest of Canon and could only make one day as she had to work...typical!
Now, she should not be ashamed of something she was so excited about. Indeed, at the moment having any kind of job is marvellous. People don't seem to understand that though. Graduates feel they have almost failed, despite not actually standing a chance, whilst non-graduates feel sympathy for those poor 'young ones' wasting the talents that have got them into so much debt.
I can't lie, sometimes I wonder why I am not doing what I dreamt of. Or in fact why what I dreamt of doesn't necesarily seem like the right thing for me any more. When in the midst of those dark moments I have a little moto "at least I'm employed". Doesn't sound like much but hundreds of gradutes have gone back to bar jobs, work in Topshop/River Island/Debenhams or do as I have and relish an opportunity thrown out by family/friends/acquaintances. After all, it's better than nothing.
I do have something to dream about though...I am going to meet Peter Ruis from John Lewis and Fred Uribe-Mosquera from Burberry next month. God bless Graduate Fashion Week. After all, blogs don't pay the rent...not even Sophie Power's amazing Trendspiration. She was invited to London Fashion Week as a guest of Canon and could only make one day as she had to work...typical!
Friday, 25 September 2009
Philip Preiswerk: Fantastic Flamboyance
Following his graduation from Central Saint Martins I have read about Philip Preiswerk...his sculptural dresses have recieved rave reviews. However, the pictures apparently don't do justice to the real thing. I saw his work at the Red Bull Fashion Factory's graduate show and was blown away. By one dress in particular...a high shine asymmetrical black pleated fantasy dress.
When I returned from London Fashion Week I was asked if all of the clothes were completely for show and unwearable. Whilst I answered no, not all, some of these are. However, like pieces of art they are things of beauty to be appreciated...if for their skill and impact alone. I would love to see this translate into more wearable pieces...a mini dress with distinct moulding across the shoulders or a bandeau dress holding an unusual shape with clever wiring? I'll be looking out for him...I'm sure this won't be his last collection and I can't wait to see the next. I did attempt to take pictures for you but was blown away and so paid no attention and they aren't that good but I've sourced some for you...
When I returned from London Fashion Week I was asked if all of the clothes were completely for show and unwearable. Whilst I answered no, not all, some of these are. However, like pieces of art they are things of beauty to be appreciated...if for their skill and impact alone. I would love to see this translate into more wearable pieces...a mini dress with distinct moulding across the shoulders or a bandeau dress holding an unusual shape with clever wiring? I'll be looking out for him...I'm sure this won't be his last collection and I can't wait to see the next. I did attempt to take pictures for you but was blown away and so paid no attention and they aren't that good but I've sourced some for you...
Images taken by Chris Moore as seen on Catwalking.com from a previous show
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Miss Led brings street art to fashion
Miss Led has been dubbed "the first lady of Street Art" as the only woman ever to win the urban street art competition 'Secret Wars'. This lovely madame graced the Red Bull Fashion Factory with her presence during London Fashion Week's 25th anniversary, giving guests an insight into her work and how she goes about it.
She grabbed my attention in particular, whilst other illustrators in the room sketched out exactly where they wanted things and went about painting bit by bit Miss Led's work developed, from one long sweep of grey to the hair of two people (we thought it was one) and then into an entire picture. Both funky and elegant the image matched Miss Led herself, who looked quirky and beautiful each day...though I'm not quite sure how she risked getting paint on such lovely clothes, I would have been covered!
Her work has a fairytale, whimsical feel to it. Delicate wth an eccentric element it is far from the graffiti that many people envisage when thinking of street art. Sublime. My friend and I were interested to see the art work flow over onto her body with a curving peacock feather on her shoulder blade...very similar to the one my friend has curling round the inside of her knee. Check out Derek Bremner's pictures of her at work at the Fashion Factory (which is the source of the image used in this post!), Miss Led's website or her flickr page.
She grabbed my attention in particular, whilst other illustrators in the room sketched out exactly where they wanted things and went about painting bit by bit Miss Led's work developed, from one long sweep of grey to the hair of two people (we thought it was one) and then into an entire picture. Both funky and elegant the image matched Miss Led herself, who looked quirky and beautiful each day...though I'm not quite sure how she risked getting paint on such lovely clothes, I would have been covered!
Her work has a fairytale, whimsical feel to it. Delicate wth an eccentric element it is far from the graffiti that many people envisage when thinking of street art. Sublime. My friend and I were interested to see the art work flow over onto her body with a curving peacock feather on her shoulder blade...very similar to the one my friend has curling round the inside of her knee. Check out Derek Bremner's pictures of her at work at the Fashion Factory (which is the source of the image used in this post!), Miss Led's website or her flickr page.
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
Sod's Law
Inevitably, for me anyway, Sod's Law doesn't only mean if something can go wrong it will. It means everything will go wrong, usually on one day to cause extreme inconvenience. That day was Sunday.
I journeyed to London to attend the Red Bull Fashion Factory as a guest to "The Hub", a place for 75 creatives to get exclusive glimpses at the new trends, participate in Q&A sessions with important people, draw, paint and generally hang out. It didn't really go this way on Sunday. Not much was going on apart from people filming us and taking photographs. Needless to say, my friend and I felt rather on show. So we left.
Following this some other things happened, including a perplexing trip to the Natural History Museum...I was naive and expected actual skeletons rather than "casts"...and I tripped over almost everything including perfectly flat surfaces.
On the tube from London Bridge to Oxford Circus, heading for a burger and a shake at the Diner off Carnaby Street, we discussed Sod's Law in reference to seeing people you don't want to see. We noted that whilst London is a big place you have a tendancy to bump into people you know...only when you don't want to see them. After walking in the wrong direction for a while we arrive at the Diner an hour later than expected...and see someone I know. A boy I find rather attractive...but that has a girlfriend. I was also a feeling a mess. Typical. I grumbled as he disappeared to the toilet and then he left, not noticing me even once.
I couldn't believe I had experienced the quintessential Sod's Law moment within an hour of discussing how it exactly works. I was baffled. Then I broke a lamp. Simply snuffed out the light by catching it with a ketchup bottle. I broke into hysterical laughter and suddenly everything we had experienced throughout the day seemed like one big story to tell. A story that is way too long for a mere blog post. Though I can share my friend Katie's disasterous attempt at eating a rather large burger, which actually played part in the odd day that we had...
I journeyed to London to attend the Red Bull Fashion Factory as a guest to "The Hub", a place for 75 creatives to get exclusive glimpses at the new trends, participate in Q&A sessions with important people, draw, paint and generally hang out. It didn't really go this way on Sunday. Not much was going on apart from people filming us and taking photographs. Needless to say, my friend and I felt rather on show. So we left.
Following this some other things happened, including a perplexing trip to the Natural History Museum...I was naive and expected actual skeletons rather than "casts"...and I tripped over almost everything including perfectly flat surfaces.
On the tube from London Bridge to Oxford Circus, heading for a burger and a shake at the Diner off Carnaby Street, we discussed Sod's Law in reference to seeing people you don't want to see. We noted that whilst London is a big place you have a tendancy to bump into people you know...only when you don't want to see them. After walking in the wrong direction for a while we arrive at the Diner an hour later than expected...and see someone I know. A boy I find rather attractive...but that has a girlfriend. I was also a feeling a mess. Typical. I grumbled as he disappeared to the toilet and then he left, not noticing me even once.
I couldn't believe I had experienced the quintessential Sod's Law moment within an hour of discussing how it exactly works. I was baffled. Then I broke a lamp. Simply snuffed out the light by catching it with a ketchup bottle. I broke into hysterical laughter and suddenly everything we had experienced throughout the day seemed like one big story to tell. A story that is way too long for a mere blog post. Though I can share my friend Katie's disasterous attempt at eating a rather large burger, which actually played part in the odd day that we had...
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