Everything I Wore At Fashion Week
Ah fashion week. That twice yearly circus when we wear clothes, watch clothes, jump in and out of cars, talk a lot, take a lot of pictures and end up in a crumpled heap feeling kind of shit about ourselves by the end of it all. But we love it anyway.
Getting to see designer’s creations that inspire, not just on a personal level, but on an industry wide scale is a privilege. From JW Anderson who made me antsy to wear his cheesecloth two pieces and tunics right now thank you very much, to Joseph’s 90s tailored suits, sling backs and easy breezy white dresses, there was no shortage of future obsessions to bookmark. Other highlights included the stunning Erdem show and it’s ‘Death on the Orient Express’ vibes, and Rejina Pyo who gave me actual chills at how amazing her collection was.
Plus, because fashion week always lands at the start of the new season weather speaking, it always feels like the turning point when you start nailing down what you’re obsessing over this season. This season, tweed and checks clearly occupying a large proportion of my sartorial mind and just about anything brown (don’t think I don’t know where your mind is going)… Rust, terracotta, mustard, you name it, I want to wear it. I love this time of year when
In terms of getting dressed for the shows, I always like to feel like myself (comfortable, warm, dishevelled) while being a little bit elevated. I like mixing old favourites like denim and vintage tees (hello Red Stripe tee AGAIN) with new season pieces I love. As per usual, I don’t do high heels (I really only do heels for weddings or evening shiz) and always like knits, tees and trousers to cement anything slightly more directional and make it my own.
After a lot of very summery posts on here up until now, I thought this would be a good way to go full steam ahead into a new season and just have a moment wallowing in knitwear and jackets after one too many bikinis this summer.
First up, I reach for my age-old jeans and white tee with a twist. I’m really, really into exposed stitching on denim right now and these Attico jeans fit like a dream. As per Net-A-Porter’s instructions online, I sized up a couple of sizes so these are a 3 and fit like a dream on my rounder-in-the-middle size 8 frame. The boots are new and I’m not going to lie, strutting in these made me feel pretty damn good. I’m really enjoying a pointy kitten heel boot right now which is lucky because they are everywhere. H&M and Mango have great ones in right now too.
The weird, 70s murdered sunglasses (if you’ve seen The Lovely Bones you’ll know what I mean) are a new little obsession of mine. I think it might have stemmed from L.A somehow or maybe my long suffering insta girl crush Zippora Seven… I don’t know, but I’m going with it.
Next up, a slight tweak on the same essentials to make the whole thing slightly more lowkey and non-fashion week. These leather trousers are by Mango and pretty mega in terms of fit and cut. I love the exposed zipper on the front and the cropped kick flare shape is so flattering. This is one of my first jumper purchases of the season from H&M and it’s amazing. This is a small and it’s big enough to hibernate in. So cosy and oversized in a real 80s way.
The hoops are by Dinosaur Designs (I’ve eyed them for an age) and I felt like they really tied together all the different browns going on and made a nice change from a classic gold pair or something.
On Sunday, I went for ye olde slip dress over tee look with the added bonus of a long grandpa overcoat over the top. It’s the kind of outfit that makes you feel like you’ve rummaged in your granny’s dressing up box as a kid because it all feels a little oversized with a 1940s vibe to it. A lady actually asked me after Anya Hindmarch if we were all off to a fancy dress party which I couldn’t help but laugh at. I think I make a fairly good post-war hussy don’t ya think?
I changed into another take on the slip dress for Topshop later that day. I really love doing the tonal thing at the moment so I went for a pale blue cloud-like jumper under a button-down navy dress. I toughed it up with massive, patent boots from Joseph which I have no doubt I will be pounding about it for many months to come. It’s one of those looks that’s never going to be the most flattering but it’s comfortable and I liked the boyish twist on a fairly floaty dress.
Monday’s look was a bold one for me but I was so excited to wear this Marques Almeida jacket they very kindly lent me for the show, I just wanted to embrace the hugeness of it. Again with the tonal thing (I’m nothing but predictable am I), but these colours really made me happy that day if I did resemble a walking talking hotdog covered in ketchup and mustard.
I embraced the sunset hues (they looks extra zingy in the sun but they weren’t that bold in real life) and went for rust coloured Uniqlo jeans (from the Uniqlo U range earlier this year), Ganni boots and my trusty fishing net bag. Also, yes, I have a stain on my jeans from the lunch I just ate but I promise I didn’t have it there all day…. What can I say, I’m a messy eater when I’m hungry!
I found my inner city banker (who knew I had one!) and embraced the two piece suit for the Joseph show. I made it as me as possible (read scruffy) with my Red Stripe vintage tee and patent booties. I really loved this look because it felt very akin to how I like to dress (comfy, androgynous, lowkey) but totally different to anything I’ve worn before. Don’t think I’ve done a checked suit before but I don’t think this will be my last.
On the last day for the Rejina Pyo show (God it was dreamy) I got to take my new Isabel Marant jumper out for a spin. I eternally love a little leather skirt and a huge jumper so I stuck with what I know, only with new season twists. The pattern of the knit and the buttons on the Rejina skirt updated this tried and tested get-up while the low-heeled shoes and dinky basket made it feel, albeit unintentionally, very Madeline.
All of the jewellery I’m wearing (that I haven’t otherwise specified) is coming very, very soon….. *winkwink
Ph. by Frances Davison