and the rockets red glare

For those of us that like to multi-task: I am opening and compressing and re-saving photos as England plays the United States in South Africa. Such energy! It feels as if the whole world is watching. I know that's not true, but a lot of people are, and it feels kind of surreal: it's hit me that we're all sitting on this one big ball. It's like we're all plugging into one place, one moment. Whichever way it turns out, it's such a buzz.



When the game started, Mr. Dot started singing the English national anthem, then called me in for the star spangled banner. What is WRONG with me: I started singing it, out loud, and burst into tears around the time of the rockets red glare.



Another outfit from that same designer. (Oh and Imogen, to answer your question: I was actually shooting from the photographers' stage at the end of the catwalk!! With the big guys. ; )



Can't wait to find out who this designer is. I tried shooting the whole stage to get the name, but all I can figure out from this one is 'UDMILA UNI'. There's someone named Anonymous who occasionally, anonymously, feeds me the answers. Like Deep Throat from All the Presidents' Men (who was actually played by Hal Holden). Or God Himself.

Let's see if He (or, She) comes thru this time.

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SHE did! Big thank you to SHOPGIRL, of Sugar and Spice (which looks like a lovely blog: I'll have to check it out soon as we're back home), for sourcing the designer of both these posts: Ludmila Maida of Northumbria University. She'll be posting on it in a few days, too.