Showing posts with label John Rocha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Rocha. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

LFW Roundup

The Chambord is in our champagne which can only mean one thing – fashi week has come around again. For our first day, we focused on the shows rather then the parties – which was a first for The Portmanteau. John Rocha never fails to thrill and for AW 10 he produced another beautiful collection. Standout pieces were the opening look, a richly textured black dress, and a breathtaking draped cream silk goddess gown that lightened the beautiful gloom.

PPQ was less successful where the main source of inspiration for the collection seemed to be ‘80s window treatments – think lots of velvet, brocade and tassles. Usually PPQ excels in attracting a stellar front row and fun atmosphere but the lineup here was rather dismal with Pixie Lott and Dancing on Ice judge Jason Gardiner hogging the spotlight.

I took a day off from all things fashi on Sunday with a 24 hour jaunt to the motherland to see Gaga at the O2 (amazing) and to have a nostalgic run around the Wax Museum (so bad that it's actually pretty amazing too). Arriving back at the dawn on Monday morning didn't deter me from heading out to the Elle Style Awards party that night, although I both looked and felt like a zombie. The Alexa/ Pixie / Agy crew were out in force dancing to Supergrass side-project The Hot Rats with Pearl and Daisy Lowe making it a very family affair. Abbey Lee Kershaw was looking oh so ‘9os in velvet and dark brown lippie while Alexa, wearing Chanel, swapped her usual choppy bob for a tousled bouffant. I approve. It was also nice to see some international faces like Dree Hemingway, Olivia Palermo and Julia Restoin-Roitfeld in the house to break up the usual monotony of Geldof offspring sightings. Hot guy of the night: JR-R’s gorgeous model boyf, Robert Konjic with designer Erdem Moralioglu a close second. NOK

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Fashi Week Faves

London Fashion Week’s 25th birthday was celebrated in style – some amazing collections, top drawer celebrity attendees and Anna Wintour in the front row. Yup, they did good and it seems like there’s going to be plenty to look forward to in Spring/Summer 2010 (2010 – scary, eh? And what are we going to call that decade? The tennies? The tens? The teens? The tweens?). But before we look at the double denim, sheer blouses and candy colours that we’re all going to be sporting next year, let’s take a moment to remember our fave moments from LFW SS10.

Favourite Accessory – The Claddagh Crown at John Rocha

We’ve never been fans of Claddagh rings and we just don’t get that heart facing outwards if you're single thing, but Claddagh crowns are something that we can get behind. Crowns are always flattering and the Irish connection just makes them extra special.

Favourite Freebie – The Charles Anastase Bag

The Matches pop up shop at Somerset House was selling canvas totes and lovely, soft t-shirts with designs from some of London’s best-loved designers printed on them. At the Charles Anastase show, all the attendees were gifted with his Matches tote, which features a beautiful swan print. Such a chic addition to the stuffed cupboard full of bags-that-you’re-supposed-to-bring-to-Tesco-but-always-forget.

Favourite Party Guest – Sanjay at Mulberry

The Mulberry party at Claridge’s was jam-packed with celebs: Tinsley Mortimer, Lara Stone, Pixie G, David Walliams, Sarah Harding, etc, etc. But Sanjay from Eastenders was our fave. We’ve spied him at fashion bashes before but this time we plucked up the courage to talk to him. We wondered why he comes to these things, especially as he seems to always be alone. The answer’s simple. “I just can’t turn invitations down!” he told us. And what’s he doing these days, we asked. Film, theatre or TV? “Both,” he said emphatically. Okay.

Best Front Row Guest – Anna Wintour/Henry Conway
Sorry, it’s impossible to choose between these two. Obviously it was a thrill to see Ms. Wintour in the flesh (bones?) at Peter Pilotto but spotting the almost-as-skinny-these-days Henry Conway was equally exciting. He’s toned it down style-wise (gone are the huge hats and ruffled cravats) but we like his new spiffing look just as much.

Favourite Model – The dog at the Mulberry Presentation

The all-black casting at the PPQ show was a much-needed nod to diversity and we were also very fond of the beautiful big-browed Maja at Charles Anastase, but top dog for us was the, eh, dog at Mulberry. So so pretty and adorably unsure of her moves. Plus she’s the only one that you know for sure doesn’t have an eating disorder.

Favourite Canapés – Pret a Manger sandwiches and Sprites

Okay so they’re not strictly a canapé but the regular ingestion of crayfish and rocket sandwiches from Pret was essential for our mental and physical well-being. They must, of course, be washed down with a refreshing Sprite. As regards actual canapés, we loved the candy floss and mini-burgers at the Mulberry party. LE

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Away We Go

We had been considering abstaining from LFW this season. Not to sound ungrateful but sometimes it does get a bit much. Being so tired and stressed that you burst into tears in front of your boss (yes, that was my particular highlight of Spring Summer 09). And the flat does begin to resemble a hostel and everyone gets really cranky by the last day.

But in spite of our best efforts to resist, we found ourselves drawn into the circus. We have to admit it, the night before it all kicks off does feel a little like Christmas Eve. First stop on Day 2 was John Rocha at Somerset House – always a must see for The Portmanteau and we were ecstatic to see Henry Conway on the front row. The show was beautifully whimsical and romantic– high points were a parade of dresses with endless tiers of ruffles in peach, nude and turquoise (which reminded me a lot of Giles SS08's shredded leaf dresses ) and sheer blouses edged with pearls. It also featured some incredible structured bell-shaped dresses made of stiff crochet. A catwalk appearance from Iekeliene Stange and Claddagh-inspired crowns topped it all off. As ever with John Rocha, there was a great familial feeling at the show and lovely music, finishing up with a finale soundtracked by Beirut. NOK

Monday, February 23, 2009

My Day Out at LFW!

We've spent the last few days in a flurry of shows and parties, peppered with trips to the McDonalds on Leicester square and the occasional jaunt to Tesco Holland Park to pick up some necessities like wine and Krispy Kremes. I had never actually been to a show before Saturday but I quickly threw my newbie status out the window, attending four in one day. First up was John Rocha where there were some familiar Irish faces in the audience - fellow blogger Annmarie O'Connor was present as were Deirdre McQuillan and stylist Celestine Cooney. Things got off to a sober start as models dressed all in black took to the catwalk, but in amongst these sombre offerings were playful details like sparkling detachable collars and capes and exaggerated shoulders which lent the dresses both a Victorian and futuristic feeling at the same time. The introduction of colour - peaches and bright reds - along with the abundance of luxurious furs made sure that the initial austerity was soon forgotten.

Over at Armand Basi, bright colours were a rarity with various shades of grey making up the palette. Models stomped down the catwalk in oversized wool coats and harem pants that took things that bit further, i.e. below the knee, than we've previously seen. Roisin Murphy who wore Armand Basi to the Elle style awards last week was there to lend support to designer Markus Lupfer. After Armand Basi, I headed to a warehouse in Marylebone for the Peter Jensen show. Huge, unusually shaped bags, which I had seen at both John Rocha and Armand Basi appeared again, but this time they were bright orange and purple in keeping with Jensen's colourful and playful theme. Things got a little spooky when straight afterwards Ann-Sofie Back sent pale little waifs down the catwalk to the kind of soundtrack that usually accompanies the paranormal shows my sister watches on Living. The ghostly models walked deliberately and creepily slowly, giving us ample time to admire the witchy pointy-toed boots, the feather accessories and sweatshirts with slogans like Boo and God Bless!

My other The Portmanteau half was lucky enough to score a ticket to the Vivienne Westwood show on Saturday evening so I'm sure she'll fill you in on that once the hangover has subsided (a result of a night of hard partying - more deets to follow).

John Rocha

Peter Jensen

Ann-Sofie Back