19 February 2012

#LFW AW12: Day 2.

Day 2 began at an unearthly hour that I haven't seen for a while with DAKS. Even though the courtyard was desolate, the audience was packed. Like last season, the collection was essentially inspired by us Brits. Although this time round we would be found in the countryside shooting pheasants donning plaid dresses and heritage tweed, rather than prancing around in terrycloth romper suits at the seaside.

I couldn't face the trek over to Clements Ribero at Goldsmiths' Hall. Instead, I was destined for a second trip to Cafe Nero. 

After several extremely awkward encounters with street style photographers trying to take a photo of me (you all know how much I love that) I headed in the direction of Jasper Conran. The collection was simple. It was Jasper Conran doing what he knows how to do best; creating strong pieces of plain clothing, whilst occasionally throwing in several bursts of glamour and sex appeal. It was wearable and realistic for Winter; both of which are rarer than expected on the catwalk. 

Jasper Conran
The queue at J. JS Lee was too much for me to handle and after 10 minutes of being shoved around by people at least a foot taller then me, I bailed and decided to leisurely make my way over to House of Holland, which was being held at Goldsmiths' Hall, and to stir things up a bit, I ditched Nero and stopped off at a Starbucks. 

Loyal celeb friends of Henry's turned up to House of Holland. Personally, I can't stand houndstooth. Almost every piece consisted of head to toe, colour clashing houndstooth. So, I'll leave you to guess my opinion on that one. 

Alexa Chung arriving at House of Holland.

I then had a crazy rush via bus, in the rain, (a big shout out to TFL for the lack of district line tubes today, cheers!) back to Somerset House for John Rocha. The show was a fantastic mismatch of materials and textures.

John Rocha
I sat on the front row for the first time at Todd Lynn; my adolescent idol Kate Nash was a few people to my left which was quite surreal. Unfortunately, the show ran late so I ended up missing out on Antipodium. 

Todd Lynn
Issa was the last show on my list. As I entered the show space, I saw a mass of photographers gathered around the front row. As the mass cleared, it turned out I was sitting opposite (but obviously a fair few rows higher) bond girl Gemma Atherton and Tinie Tempah. Issa transported the elegant woman to the mongolian mountains, in a furry of brightly coloured prints.

12 hours and 6 shows later, day two came to an end. Whilst most headed off to post-show parties, I headed home to write up everything up; I'm not sure my feet could have supported me much longer anyway.

I wore:

Jumper: Topshop. Maxi Dress: Cos. Heels: H&M.
Bag: Urban Outfitters

It goes without saying that if you take photos of what you think you are going to wear to before you actually do, what you end up wearing won't be the same. A little imagination is needed for my outfit today. If you minus the scarf, add a white peter pan collar shirt and a big black bow headband and that's really what I ended up wearing.

Style photos credit: Arron Hollands photography.

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