JUST ANOTHER
FASHION WEEK
Highlights ARE styling at
the PRIMAL SCREAM gig, working alongside and wearing Jordan Askill in the Rock Vault, dressing backstage at
KTZ, Holly-Anne's handbag, breaking my heel at the AnOther party and sleeping the night (an entire 3 hours) in a Belgravian mansion after I kissed the wrong person goodnight.
DAY 1 is the eve before FW and the Primal Scream gig in the spirit of Ray Ban's 75 years hosted by DAZED. Styling job with friend and UBER Stylist Alexandra Moon-Age and we've teamed up with a Black Cab Photobooth!!
DAY 1 is the eve before FW and the Primal Scream gig in the spirit of Ray Ban's 75 years hosted by DAZED. Styling job with friend and UBER Stylist Alexandra Moon-Age and we've teamed up with a Black Cab Photobooth!!
If you came you might have seen a Black Cab out front.
And if you did, you might have found yourself in the back seat sporting a killer outfit (styled by Alex and I) cast with trademark RayBans.
In which case you were probably immortalized in a photograph. Or four.
Sunglasses at night anyone?
Just in case it's still not ringing any bells, here's the link!
Into the gig I go! The collaboration of Primal Scream and Sonic Youths Kim Gordon was mindblowing. It blew my mind back to being 15, under the covers cracking jokes; that time when you fall in love with your eyes closed and nothing is ever too loud. Which is the way it should be.
Day 2.KTZ Show @ Somerset house and im hungover. Me and the Holly Trap are dedicated dressers of tonights show! 2.5 champagne trips and finally there is mayhem backstage, the heels are 2 small and Elena, our little russian model, is not impressed. Im not either and nor is Holly. I've still got Primal scream blasting in my ears and Holly has a new hangbag. Which she made herself.
The Accessories. Outstanding and Unexpected. Armour baby armour. Couture glam with sharp claws, shapes and silhouettes, pearlescent tones against harsh blacks shiny like gothic presents, the attention to detail creating the sense of a second skin.
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Holly Anne's Handbag X Collagism X
NO PHOTOS ALLOWED.
On stage,the show itself was dark and heavily textiled. With lace up shorts, thigh high boots, alien-esque body suits and otherwise otherworldly street wear pieces like cut-out bike shorts and patent leather baseball caps gave this Art Nouveau-inspired collection that little extra kick.
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CLAWS |
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OUR ELENABackstage, We munched on quarter model sandwiches, which were actually quite yummy and calorie packed.Which is why there were so many left over.  ◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊◊ J·O·R·D·A·N A·S·K·I·L·L "My natural instinct is to create objects that are my way of translating what I see in the world" 
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Jordys work, like love, transcends the every day world.
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Preciousness. Fragility. Strength. Its SS13.
The Power of Flight. The beauty and freedom of avian creatures, the swallow and the macaw.
"the swallow. an icon in literature and poetry, in Oscar Wilde's Happy Prince. Poetry is the big wings that once landed- cant take off.
I find that so poetic."
I find that so poetic."
"That whole thing of how a stone might have once been owned by Spanish princes, but then become a gift for Elizabeth Taylor."
But mostly its about love. falling in love, long lasting love.
And the best love story is just two love birds in a cage.
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| MY GIFT FROM JORDY *LOVE* ◊ ◊ The Party. |
Annabels - the Mayfair haunt so upmarket that it's the only nightclub ever visited by the Queen, - usually a place where you cant where anything (but you cant be naked either.)
The usually dignified members only institution - NO tits/legs/leggings/runners strict fabric policy/was now adored with the unseamed confidence of jeans, leathers, skin and sweat.
BOY GEORGE!!!!
Ben and I sipped our vodka cocktails and played the "What Annabels is wearing tonight game." Ben kept pointing to jeans. I won after spotting a pair of Nikes.
No - actually I won twice when, on my way up the stairs to heaven (the smoking section), my heel snapped! Death on the stairs becomes her.
....I've come along way since last
year. This time I was actually on the list, I didn’t need a bunch of Italians in Paris to break in and then
get my toe stepped on (and broken) by the host himself.
No, this wasn’t a “you break
into my party i'll break your toe kinda atmosphere”.
It was "heel n toe heel n toe they will party lalala - clearly.".
It was "heel n toe heel n toe they will party lalala - clearly.".
Incidentely, I ended up
staying in Belgravia that night, somehow my heel ended up in Edinburgh, now it's
being sent in the post.
JUST
FASHION WEEK
what can i say, Carey M is the heel to maaaa shoe.
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