Showing posts with label bora aksu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bora aksu. Show all posts

4.12.11

oxford street blues



As per 'sweet silver bells': part of my Oxford Street Christmas Catwalk Collage juxtaposition series. Since yesterdays had so many words, just read that, I guess. This one uses one of my shots from Bora Aksu's S/S 2012 show, Somerset House, last September.

There are so many ways to go right now, stylistically: it's really inspiring. Ladylike, bright (like wearing all red, or pure, bright, emerald green - but please, no, never both at once!) But the trend I'm loving most right now isn't really a trend: it's more a craving, for the mysteries of Christmas night: twinkling stars, midnight blues.. luxury. Velvet. Sequins. Lace. Balanced out with something rock and roll: like denim. All that glitters, if not gold, then silver, or crystal. Dress it up, then dress it down. Bright red lips, if you can get away with it (I can't). But most of all: having fun. This is so not the season to take any thing seriously. Or personally.

Best viewed listening to video of previous post. It is now a running theme in my head. And btw, as before, for more info about the coming weekend's events when they close Oxford/Regent's Street for shoppers, carols, festivities, go to West End VIP.

26.9.11

backstage after bora











This brevity series is really fun. I'm going to take it to the next level and start being mute at social gatherings. Let's see how long THAT one lasts!

Shot at Somerset House after the Bora Aksu show, Day One, 16.09.11. But this is nothing: wait til you see the show!

24.3.10

can't get enough of that bora bora stuff





I know I"ve posted about Bora Aksu before, but I can't help it: I have so many other pale muted pastel frocks from his collection that I'm just dying to show you. Especially right now, when we can't go bare legged, this is what is floating my boat: flirty not quite sugary pastels: rather, pastels-with-a-twist. With black tights, leggings, a bit shredded, a bit tough to take away from the prettiness, give it an edge.



See what I mean: that mesh in the leggings? Is it just me? Why do I love this man's work so much?

21.2.10

bora bora bora





Can't believe this still from the Bora show! I've been to... I have no idea, how many great shows now. I can't get over how this look is so influenced by what I've been seeing on the street. More later, off to a post-show dinner.

20.2.10

bora bora blue



Okay this is a little confusing: it's Day Two here in London for A/W 2010 (that alone is weird: it's not even spring yet - God only knows what it's like for people living in places like Australia), but I'm still posting Day One. I think I dreamt about the light blue dress in yesterday's post: all know is after three more catwalk shows today, ANd an awards ceremony, and running all over town and meeting more people than I can remember, all I can think about is light blue and fuzzy knit. That's the predominant image in my head, that's the look I want to wear. Soft knits, unravelling, in shades of nude, beige, pink, turquoise, and baby blue.

And I think these girls are just gorgeous. Not a model in the bunch, just civilians.



These were all shot after the Bora show yesterday. I ended up in a general flow that brought me to a kind of outdoor backstage vibe: everyone was just so up after that show, and models & people were coming out of backstage, and we were all kind of hanging around, feeling buoyant.



I suddenly realised that the kind of wall next to me was actually the rack of the clothes in the show. For some reason that blew me away, and I started shooting it. There were some crew guys that I realised were guarding the rack. 'Sorry: am I allowed to shoot this?' I asked. Which sounded funny to me because if it was no secret to see the actual clothes, what harm would it do to photograph them off the girls?

'Would you like me to model them?' asked the guy guarding the clothes. 'Yes, please', said I, but he chickened out (that's a quaint expression!)



Okay, enough chit chat from me. You deserve more shots, and I've already chosen a bunch for you to see next. But it's late, and I need to chill out with a rom com. Something with Jennifer Aniston, I don't even care what. (I shot a bunch of celebrities today: not intentionally, they were just there).

If anyone's in London, btw, don't be shy: come on down! Anyone can get into the Somerset House open area, and they're making the best crepes (savoury & sweet) @ the Lavazza truck, which this year has been traded in for a shiny silver spiffy model. What are you waiting for, a written invitation?

lfw day one: @ bora aksu



Okay, just one. But that's it. Then I'm really going to sleep.

More tomorrow. Sweet dreams.