Showing posts with label Vivienne Westwood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vivienne Westwood. Show all posts

Monday, March 23, 2009

Getting Into Fashion By Degrees

I hadn’t been home (home as in where my mum and dad and dog live) since Christmas but Saturday saw me climb aboard a mini-bus and make the familiar journey down the dual carriageway towards Kildare. The 8th Fashion Bloggers’ Brunch was held in Kildare Village. Its Oh-God-is-that-outside-of-Dublin location may have accounted for the fewer than usual attendees but those of us who made the journey were pleasantly surprised by our day out in the sticks. There are lots of bargains to be bagged in your usual outlet centre haunts – Levi's, Nike, etc. - but also in high street stores Reiss and All Saints and it’s a great place to pick up home wear if you are so inclined.

Over brunch at L’Officina, talk turned to academic life and what people study or studied at college. Most of us had studied something completely different to the job that we are currently in and none of us fashion bloggers had specifically studied fashion. But then it doesn’t seem that studying fashion is necessarily the route to establishing a career in fashion. Only last week, we discussed how designer/gallery owner/POP’s editor-in-chief Dasha Zhukova actually studied homeopathy! Luella Bartley did attend Central Saint Martins but she studied fashion journalism instead of design. Laura and Kate Mulleavy of Rodarte have no formal fashion training; both opted to attend Berkeley instead. Laura studied English literature whilst Kate took art history. And even Vivienne Westwood had an alternative career before she revolutionised fashion in the ‘70s - the woman who turned up knickerless to collect her OBE used to be a primary school teacher.

Dame Viv

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Late Registration

The best thing about attending the Vivienne Westwood Red Label show is that you don't have to take it very seriously. It's just not serious fashion - so that means no pretentious press release on your chair explaining the deeper meaning behind the clothes, no earnest fashion journos scribbling furiously front row. It's just a bit of a laugh really. LFW can make you a tad blase about celeb sightings and we were a bit underwhelmed by the turnout here - Lily Cole, Erin O'Connor, David Walliams - and the venue - the draughty and cavernous National Hall at Olympia, possibly the least glamourous place you could ever hold a fashion show. But then we saw the flashbulbs and heard the shouts from the paps, "Oh my God, it's KANYE!!" That definitely perked us up and made us forget that the show was starting over an hour late.  It's always good to see a fellow fashion blogger in attendance. 

The invitation was a school report card which hinted at what we could expect. Indeed, when the show finally got underway, it was clear Dame Viv had gone all St. Trinians on us with a roll call of naughty BrIT schoolgirls (Daisy Lowe, Alice Dellal, Eliza Cummings) and wronged wife Jo Wood leading the pack as a saucy headmistress, showing Ronnie what he's missing. Take that, Ekat! As for the clothes: most looks were a twist on the school uniform - blazers emblazoned with crests, ties, stripy scarves. Otherwise, it was a mix of Westwood signatures: tailoring, tartan, pirates and corsetry. For her bow, Viv was joined by her gang of girls, dancing and celebrating like it was the last day of school.