I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

Left: Dimitris THEOcharidis; Right: Jenny (Jena) Holmes

Without doubt, my two favourite pieces (?) from the JENA.THEO press day collection, the very first I noticed – were the DESIGNERS – sitting gob smack in the middle of the showroom minding their own business. Now, I’m pretty sure designers usually stand behind what looks like a harmless mirror and analyze each face twitching of press day visitors, but with Jenny Holmes and Dimitris Theocharidis there was to be none of that. I must say, it was positively refreshing to be able to talk to the designers without needing that backstage pass or appointment. It was as if a layer of presumptuous elitism behind the invisible hierarchy of the fashion industry had been cleared and made way for a more hearty, artist-appreciating atmosphere.

You might remember the collection from my exhaustion-ridden coverage during fashion week; I hadn’t written much but the catwalk photos had communicated a lot of the clothes to be quite light. On lifting some personally during my visit, they were definitely AW worthy heavy; so apparently it’d been the sheer weight of the fabric that had produced such a vigorous ripple on the catwalk! My favourite though, were the fuzzy pieces that looked like gaussian-blur effect.

Caroline Charles

Prim and proper, perhaps too mature for my underdeveloped self, but I imagine perfect for middle aged women or ladies in the royal family to be personally dressed by granny the Queen. One thing I noticed was that the models were gorgeous, and it looked as though they were made to smile on the catwalk, rare and surprisingly refreshing. (Well, I believe those pretty faces were made for smiling!)


Susie at work on front row, I is such a paparazzi.

Freemasons’ Hall; 14:15 Friday 19th

David Koma

Zig zags across the body and sharp tailoring throughout. Last season I remember him doing a lot of embellishments onto a plain canvas (LBD), this time he seems to have played with the canvas itself. (Although I do love the zip fastener embellishments swirling and creating sharp angles…)

Sorry for the half photos, this was the show where we waited so long and when I barely got in the models were already spilled out onto the runway. Thank God for zoom-lens or else there would’ve been a forest of heads, and then the catwalk, maybe. There were still so many people behind me if I remember correctly and they closed their doors right after I’d gone in. Can’t imagine what kind of a disappointment that’d have been for those behind me. Calling for better organization please.


Jena Theo

Something about the starting piece set the mood of a 1950s silent film for the entire show… then the pieces seemed to become more contemporary towards the end. Particularly loved the fluid draping and the layering of patterns on top of the drapes (4th photo).

BLA. I’m so knackered, spent the entire day on heels running back and forth shows; post about the crowd & scene tomorrow!