Frankie Goes To Fashion Week

The fashion-followers amongst you will know that it is currently London Fashion Week (or according to twitter #LFW). RWD were lucky enough to be invited to check out the Sister by Sibling show, so naturally I went for it.

Firstly, you should know that Sibling are a super cool, slightly eccentric menswear brand notorious for their off-the-wall knitwear. A couple of seasons back they launched ‘Sister by Sibling’, their, uh, sister label for all the ladies in the house.

If you haven’t been to fashion week before, here’s the kind of thing that goes down…
You’ll probably arrive at Somerset House (London Fashion Week central) and be accosted by a photographer that’ll take your photo for some style blog or another… I reckon they had a thing about my pink jumper. You’ll then look around feeling slightly out of place and be unsure of where to go. Upon arriving early to the show you’ll happily be first in line, OR SO YOU THINK. About thirty people with rainbow hair and/or outrageous clothes, obviously fairly high in the fashion ranks, will be ushered in from the back of the queue. When the lesser beings are finally permitted to enter, you’ll head in and grab a spot. The majority of the seats will probably be taken, but you know, you’ll probably just stand near the photographers anyway. You’ll probably recognise all the fashion people from magazines and that. (Isn’t she the fashion editor of Vogue? Isn’t he Kate Moss’ baby daddy? Isn’t she that famous model? Yes, that’s them.) The music will start and it will probably be some controversial punk track (Oh Bondage, Up Yours by X-Ray Specs – their singer recently died) and the models will start waltzing down the catwalk. The models will probably be skeletal and you’ll probably want to either feed them or push them over to see if they snap. They’ll more than likely be wearing crazy clothes featuring giant pompoms and lace masks over their faces. The audience will probably shriek and gasp with excitement, muttering to one another about how daring things are and how ‘Isn’t it just great that fashion is fun again?’

Yeah, that’s basically what happened…

Check out a selection of the designs above. If I walked into the RWD office wearing any of these ‘looks’, my colleagues would presume that I was on pills.

(Despite all of the above, I actually had a really great time and honestly wish that wearing clothes like this was socially acceptable.)