Merry Meadham

Ach I know, this fashion week diversion might be getting slightly old but luckily I'm towards the end of my run of posts (plus I haven't done anything nearly as interesting since).  Through the magic of blogging my post is over a week 'late' though being the sole writer there are no real deadlines (well only the vague ones I have in my head) and I love having a bit of freedom with my loose schedule.  I've really started to appreciate the total fashion show experience; sure there may be livestreams but most of the music is altered or removed entirely (thanks Marni) and you can miss a lot of the atmosphere watching the show on a screen.  It was definitely beneficial to see the latest Meadham Kirchhoff show in person and to watch the performance unfold (in fact I might have been positioned next to the girl filming this); it definitely made many people smile and had me open mouthed for most of the duration.

After a fleeting sighting of the elusive Anna Wintour, the standing queue was eventually let in and I had to scramble in front of a seasoned FROW-er to get these photos, kneeling on the floor.  You may already know about the outcome due to the various tweets and reports, but I thought I'd show you my view of one of the most memorable shows this season.  With the camera settings finally figured out I managed to capture shot after shot of their colourful take on what it means to be a girl for Spring 2012.  The show started with a performance by identikit Courtney Love lookalikes and was followed by a troupe of young ballerinas to separate the two halves of the collection.  The extreme nature of the collection reminded me of my trip to Hyper Japan a few months ago, with all the shiny fabrics, frills and playful laser cut details.  Sometimes I am prone to toning down the 'girliness' of an item but it might be nice sometimes to just allow it and have a little fun.  Maybe it's time to introduce more bows into my life?

The old Eurostar terminal at Waterloo seemed like an odd setting for a fashion show, with it's old and grey entrance in complete contrast to the vibrant attendees but you somehow forget where you are once you're watching the show.  I definitely think that introducing an element of unpredictability is a great way to keep things fresh when there are hundreds of shows in such a short space of time and I wonder if this show might influence others.  My new memories of Waterloo station are a vast improvement.

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