Wardrobe and catwalk rehearsal at Eudon Choi‘s presentation.
Customised sunglasses with stuck on eye bits backstage at Fam Irvoll, so adorable looking I wanted to steal it.
Jen looking dazzling with her shocking pink lightning earrings.
The metallic coating on the chocolate balls contain Titanium Dioxide, not sure it’s toxic but I ate it all.
Daks collection never disappoint me.
Kickers-esque loafters by Jackie. JS Lee, I got a right telling off from Jackie (in a nice way) for not turning up her show due to its full capacity at the Embankment Gallery.
2 weeks of insufferable jetlag and tormented by internet/phone bill from HK, don’t ask, I didn’t realised pay-as-you-go option was that expensive as I kept topping up HKD300 (£25) every week (darn data charge), turns out it was enough to pay for a 2 year contract. I suck.
My lovely rant.
London Fashion Week is finally over, nearly a week of no coverage on this blog IS necessary as I don’t feel the need to cover every single shows I attended in real time or delay a day or so, I’ve seen enough uninspired shit contents and random shitness…I like to take a chill pill, slowly absorb the fireworks and gravitate towards its visual magic.
To those who nicked my seats (on various occasions) in both venues resorting myself to sitting back row or standing, you’re in the shit. To those unnecessary amateurs (aspired bloggers/fashionistas/students) who wanted to be part of the experience, you gave us the unpleasant experience of your ill unprofessionalism and immaturity. This is not the world of Devil Wears Prada, it’s real work!