Wow. Friday was amazing, it being my first fashion week, I had high expectations and luckily, I think it was even better. I felt a bit daunted, there was so many people, all of which were in skinny jeans, designer labels and had the longest legs I had ever seen, sort of snooty who I could tell were thinking 'why is that child here?' which I found a bit fustrating. Most of the people were nice though, or at least smiled instead of sighed. And I loved just looking around, there was so many different styles, and I wished I was as fashionable and could carry off the looks which some people seemed to display effortlessly. The nicest person would have to be a cross-dressing man who I actually though was a women, he looked very classy, then of course he blew my Mother and I a kiss! Anyway, london fashion week was beautiful, both locations were lovely, especially summerset house which was all lit up later in the evening, although I found the strand more interesting, complete with its free-old-fashioned popcorn machine and little boothes for each brand.
I tried on a beautiful little silk black dress with a little white peter pan collar, I had been after a dress like that for a while now and I tried it on and it fitted like a glove. I was very tempted to buy it, especially as it was reduced from 300 pounds to 45, and the sales assistant was very charming, but I didn't have enough money and although I was already in love with this dress by that point, I had to think realistically. Although the assistant took down my email adress and said the designer would email me as I think she was a little impress or intrigued to find a 13 year old at London Fashion Week with her heart set on attending St. Martins.
The catwalk show, however was the best part and luckily my Mother and I got very good seats on the front row, my imagination was pretty much running wild by wondering if someone famous has sat in my space a few days ago. Anyway, like I was saying the show was truely great, it was my first ever proper fashion show and I didn't feel let down in the slightest, and far from it! The catwalk showed a selection of 'big shouldered' outfits, outfits with very dramatic prints and then collections from Manish Aurora, ( an amazing Indian designers who uses bright colours, and did my favourite outfit of the night, a black dress with a be-jewled parrot on the shoulder) and I also loved the Jaegar collection which was very effortless and french class.
And the evening was topped off by a private after-party in our own private (very posh!) hall at the Waldorf hotel with a glass of lovely champagne (my Mum did, not me). It was such a great evening and I hope that maybe I could have the pleasure of attending London Fashion Week next year.How was your weekend, dear readers?
love sophie xxx
