FASHION Magazine
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LFW diary: The mystery of British megawattage at PPQ
Photography by Gareth Cattermole/Getty Images This happens a lot at London Fashion Week: you’re finding your seat, minding your business, and bam! Lightning! Or just a hundred flashbulbs going off at once, a row away. You look. You crane. You wonder who this magnetic presence in A1 could be? At last the photogs scatter and you see… no one. The celeb has vanished and in his or her place is someone very thin, very brightly made-up, and totally unrecognizable.
At least to me. To Brits, the pap-target is not “no one,” though it’s very likely that they were nobody last year and will be nobody again next fashion week. British celebrity is a weird and mercurial thing: it gets lost in translation. And that’s why I can’t tell you who was front row at PPQ—famous for its famous fans—last night.
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London: Betty Jackson, Nicole Farhi, Christopher Kane, Eley Kishimoto and PPQ Fall 2009
CHRISTOPHER KANE Fall 2009. Lewis Whyld/PA Wire/PA Photos/Keystone Press On Day 3 of LFW, Sunday brunch is a wistful memory. It’s a grey and early breakfast instead, then a black cab to Betty Jackson‘s 9:15 a.m.(!) show in the tents. Thankfully, it’s all very nice: buttercup and baby blue knits (love the cropped sweaters!) and wildflower or woodgrain-printed silks. The prim schoolgirl effect is achieved with knee-high nylons and fuzzy knit backpacks (better than they sound).
