Designers have been looking to the street for inspiration especially of late, given the explosion of street style blogs and fashion bloggers-turned-front row regulars. Having lived and worked in Shoreditch for the past 5 years, I’ve seen homegrown talent and DIY trends (it’s incredible what one can do with a handful of studs from eBay and some thrifted leather) slowly trickle their way upwards into the catwalk and then into the mainstream. The club kids, fashion stylists, and young creatives of East London have firmly established their place in high fashion, bringing the electric energy of the streets of Shoreditch to the runways at London Fashion Week.
At KTZ, a cult favourite of street wear lovers everywhere from London to Kuala Lumpur, Shoreditch cool took a decidedly luxurious spin with offerings even a prim West End girl would consider (but with each element worn individually and dressed down with Chelsea boots, of course).
Gilded in gold, dripping in metallics, swathed in decadent fur and gorgeously elaborate patterns, KTZ’s fall collection showed London Fashion Week that when it comes to inspiration and talent the streets of East London are paved with gold.
At Fashion East, Helen Lawrence and newcomer Louise Alsop put a gentler spin to the dark, moody aesthetic so often favoured by the tastemakers of Shoreditch. At Helen Lawrence, marbled-effect capes, deconstructed skirts, and dresses were softened up with touches of apple green, soft greys, and fluffy mohair. Similarly, Louise Alsop lightened the mood of her collection by adding touches of mint green and youthful accessories like a milk carton clutch to offset the monochrome dresses with ragged hems scrawled with slogans like ‘hopeless’.
London Fashion Week concluded with the KTZ after show party at The Sanderson. I saw and reconnected with a lot of familiar faces from the Shoreditch ‘club kid’ days of 2009-2011, young ones who once shared each other’s dreams and ambitions with each other and have now made it big in their chosen industry, whether as fashion stylists, models, designers, musicians, and DJs. Sipping champagne at The Sanderson and reminiscing on how far we’ve come since the days of Trailer Trash and Dalston Superstore, the scene was very symbolic of the migration and upwards trajectory of East London’s precocious young to the bright stage of London Fashion Week.
Millie Grace Horton and Mica Francis-Angel.
Nickque Patterson and Diana Lola Chire
I paired my Tresor Paris bracelets and ring with Cartier Love bracelet (not shown), Chanel ‘perfume clutch’-inspired iPhone case, and Celine Phantom,
Yours truly (Catwanged to preserve the author’s mystique or rather conceal all signs of Fashion Week fatigue) and Christopher Maul.