I might as well start big, so why not the biggest style event of the year, London Fashion Week (And you thought I would start with a “VIP” invite from a club promoter on the street). The week involved stalking shows, even just to see the people walking in and out of them, watching the Soho street style like it was a catwalk, and a few other fun events along the way.
First for a little disclaimer, apparently arriving to London a day after fashion week has begun means that there is “no hope” of getting in to any shows. Even if you say your name with conviction and that it should be on the list, and look surprised that they don’t know who you are, you still won’t get in. So, no, I did not actually sit at any of this weeks shows, but that did not stop me from going. And then watching them online right when I got home.
When I say stalk I do mean borderline Pretty Little Liars stalking. Basically I was standing outside where I had found out the show was watching invitees, and more importantly their shoes, walk in and out of the show. Then trying to take photos as quickly as I could, as well as “casually” standing and walking by to get in the professional photos. The only difference really was instead of doing this in a black hoodie and sunglasses; I did it in heels and a statement coat.
Simply walking through the Hyde Park to the show I knew that I was on my way to something grand. Mixed in with the regular dog walker and joggers, were those done up and strutting for everything it was worth. Most like me, with no actual invite to the show, but were not going to miss a chance to be a part of the spectacle. And if you have to make your own runway, having a swan filled lake as your backdrop really isn’t a bad start.
The main show I “stalked”, not being put on at the Soho hub, was Burberry. I knew that the Burberry show, in Kensington Gardens, is the crowning jewel of London fashion week. So it was the top of my list of shows to try to get a glimpse of, and to my surprise the easiest show to do just this. I started the morning by throwing on an over sized coat, thigh high boots, large hat, and an ox blood lip, to head to the gardens.
It wasn’t till I got to the show that I truly understood that here Burberry isn’t just a brand from England but Burberry is England, and they defiantly have a welcoming home in London. I felt this show reciprocated the love London has had for Burberry. With the Royal Albert Hall and Memorial surrounding, and adding to the classical English atmosphere, the tent for the show was open for the pubic to view in. Though us “style stalkers” did have to stand a ways back, we could see the top celebrities and icons, hear the beautiful voice of Alison Moyet accompanied by an orchestra, and, if I stood on my tippy toes, see a bit see the show.
This was my first real big leagues fashion show. Even though I may not be on record attending, it felt as if I was part of it. What I love was the people who were standing on the outskirts. There was people from bloggers, I recognized from them attending fashion weeks in Paris and Milan, to mothers of girls who were in the show. For Burberry you didn’t have to have an invite in order to experience the show. I also learned that seeing photographs of the looks after the show or even watching the video, though videos are better than photos, is not the same as watching it in real life. Before moving here photographs were the only way I saw runways. But if you love Burberry, I would now highly recommend that you watch the video of the show with the sound at full volume, even light a garden scented candle, and experience the show for more than simply each individual look.
With saying that here are my favorite looks from the Spring/Summer 2016 show.