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?

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On Day One of London Fashion Week I ran into someone who looked familiar: my old friend and fellow blogger, Felicia, of 'chic in town', who I met while dog walking our friends' dog Jackson last spring! As we were talking and exchanging cards again so we don't lose each others' details, I was just snapping away. I'm posting every shot I took of her because I just can't decide which I like best.



Note this season's fashion must: leather, softened in this case with a grey scarf, and soft hair. It's funny this week in the Telegraph, or was it the Style section of the Times, they were showing us how you soften leather with something knitted & soft. They also talked a lot about how the 'fashion bloggers say..' which is interesting: it's you girls (& boys) who are now dictating what the fashion editors are saying! How cool is that.



In fact it's funny how these things travel: -h, from pret a porter p, mentioned 'classic with a twist' and I took the ball & kept running with it, next thing I know, some fashion editor is using it as the title of her piece. So watch what you say, blogirls: it could end up in Vogue.

Felicia is so so so nice and vivacious and genuine & sweet. I swear, just spent a moment in her presence and you just want to smile.

p.s. Speaking of -h, and speaking of smiles, I just visited her blog, and her current is La Vie Parapluie, which is lovely and all about... umbrellas! So today, wherever you are, whether it's raining or shining, let your smile be your umbrella.