London Fashion Week. To think at one point in my life that this event just went by and I had no recognition of it!! September Fashion Week 2013 was first time attending but I only went to one show at the end. But I will say this was my first time attending London Fashion Week and what and experience.
On the Friday night of Fashion Week, I attended the London Ethnic’s Opening Party which was good though majorly overcrowded. Some of my friends were modelling so I went down to support them and they killed it, so surprise. It was refreshing to see designs made by designers from London; it’s great to see home talent being recognised.
On the last day of Fashion Week, met up with my girl at Temple Station and headed up towards Somerset House. It was both our first times going and we were just excited. One thing that I loved in particular was that as we were getting closer, you could recognised the fashionistas and fashiomistas strutting their stuff down Strand Road. The level of fashion was sky high; from avant-garde to high street chic – it was a small piece of heaven. As we walked under and through the arches of Somerset House, the atmosphere immediately changed; it was though everything became slow motion and an eery silence descended. We had stepped into a new universe full of colours and different materials; I truly believe I was near tears at this moment. For the first 10mins, all I could was stare and look in awe at the different outfits dancing past my eyes.
My reactions seems exaggerated but it’s almost not enough to describe that moment. This event only happens twice a year and is highly recognised by everyone is some way; to be there at that moment was epic. I could finally say I was at London Fashion Week. Being a photographer, it was such a joy seeing so many photographers and cameras around; it was everything I loved in one place. Bloggers, designers, stylists, photographers, videographers, editors, journalist, etc. It was the embodiment of Arts and Media.
For me this was the biggest networking opportunity ever; who knows who I could meet? Fashion Week is known to be lurking with high end members of the Fashion and Media world; if one didn’t optimise such an opportunity, you would be a fool. Going through life, I’ve learnt that having knowledge and skills is brilliant but who you know will make the difference. For the next 4/5 hours, I photographed, talking, laughed and mingled with so many people I couldn’t possibly count. It was such an experience and I would recommend it anyone; even if you don’t go to any shows, going down to Somerset House alone is more than enough. By the end of the day, I had business cards coming out my ears!
One theme I saw continuously throughout Somerset House was long/oversized trent coats! Trent coats are a statement piece and can give an outfit a smart finish and bold presence. It reminded me of London in the early/mid 1900s when these were typical worn by business men/professionals.
It was interesting seeing all the different types of fashion people; the typical ‘You can’t sit with us’ groups were the funniest. But I did get to see Tinie Tempah but got to him late and got a photo of his red suit; not what I wanted but enough. My next Fashion adventures will be Vogue Festival and London Collections: Mens but I’m gearing up for September Fashion Week. I’ve learnt all the dos and don’t and now will fully ready for the next Fashion Week; hopefully I get a press pass this time. I just thank God for the experience and opportunity also to Nawal and JD for coming down with me; made it even more worth while.
Below are some Street Styles shots I took of outfits/accessories I liked:
These two lovely girls were the first ones I took photos of! The girl to the left’s ensemble was ‘bluely’ simple and I loved the fact that she was wearing slippers; anyone who can get away with this has an immediate thumbs up from me. Also a fan of her round glasses
The girl to the right’s necklace is what caught my eye more than anything!! She made it herself and excellent it is. Her ‘all black everything’ allowed for the gold piece to standout and I like how the triangles frame the chest area.
This outfit caught my eye as I was walking around Somerset House. Layering! Lord knows I love layering and she hit the nail on the head; the mustard base of this outfit gave a great foundation for everything to sit on. She almost looks like an old fashioned inspector from the 60s with a twist. The simple gold accessories didn’t take away from the look but just a sparkle to it. Her boots finished this look perfectly
These two!! They complimented each other so so well. Mayoa’s long red jacket was a force to be reckoned with, with the words ‘boys will be boys – wicked’ on the back. Cecila’s hair is what I fell in love with; her outfit was simple but poised. Killing.
I’m a big fan of minimalism and Leonie had it on lock. I saw her trousers right across the courtyard and had to take her pic. Her trousers belonged to her grandma and man did she own them. The leather jacket added a badass factor and immediately made think of the 1960s. Love it