February is arguably the most prolific fashion month of the year and one that the much of the fashion industry pretend to hate
For me, I surfed through London Fashion on a wave of delirious jet lag. Skidding into land at Heathrow, I quickly unpacked / repacked, moved into a new apartment and headed straight off to attend the keenly awaited Acne show (and after party) - London had me in a spin to say the least. Whilst I was blatantly in need of some sleep, it was still tough to leave the Acne after party. Even with jet lag, I've never been one to swap a glass of wine and some beats for a cup of cocoa and an early night, so I stayed and partied with some old friends and celebrity 'FROW' girls; Florence Welch one of the Olsen twins (I still cant tell them apart) and Lana del Ray who danced the night away backstage amongst the rails of the brand new collection. The next day's highlight was without doubt Christopher Kane. Always on the money trend-wise and one of the nicest designers I've ever met, Christopher managed to yet again pack out the venue wall to wall with the international fashion set. Celeb fans Alexa Chung, Caroline Sieber, Leigh Lezark and Jess Mills had the paps snapping away as the fashion press hastily sketched and scribbled down the gorgeous AW'12 outfits gliding passed them. Having been to many shows over the years, it's shows like this that really remind me how lucky I am to do what I do. In short, Kane was the show of the week by far.
London over, it was time for the fashionistas to move to Milan for a week but as usual, those poor old Italian fashion designers are rudely interrupted mid-flow by those pesky A-listers shimmying down the Oscars red carpet.
There were plenty of bold colours bobbing around in the sea of an insipid champagne pallor, which saved the proceedings from putting us in jaded trance. Michelle Williams popped our corks with a Louis Vuitton 'tangerine dream' peplum dress, she's just so cute. Rosie Huntington-Whiteley wrapped her statuesque body in Antonio Berardi - I think she was my best dressed of the whole night but I'm not sure whether I was envious of the dress or that body. Gwyneth in Tom Ford and Milla Jovovich in Elie Saab looked good, if a little bride-y. As always though, there were a lot of stylists who frankly should currently be joining the dole queue. Atelier Versace tried to spice up a boring floor length dress with a massive split up the side, exposing Angelina Jolie's entire emaciated leg (incidentally, said leg now has its own Twitter page!), some call it daring, I think it's more gaunt mutton borrowing lambs Versace. Congrats to Best Actress Meryl Streep of course but she didn't actually need to come as an Oscar to secure her win. Another metallic thumbs down was Bridesmaid's Ellie Kemper, she just looked like a Quality Street, the ones that are always left, as youre never quite sure what flavour it is.
As the celebs take a break from playing dress up and practicing their 'Im-so-happy-they-won-even-if-it-means-I-didn't' face, the fashion crew still have Paris fashion week sprawled ahead of them. Paris is easily the most fun and creative of the show season so I wont succumb to fashion industry peer pressure and just say it
boy we're lucky