The first day of London Fashion Week last Friday was a mad one: I came straight from the office to meet my favourite LFW buddy Rachel for a few shows, presentations and parties, traffic jams (Soho's narrow one-way streets are way too small for the extra crowds and cars) and a few glasses of fizz to kick things off and see in the weekend.
I was wearing a fine knit dress from H&M (I like its McQueen-y vibe and the thick wool blend makes it nice and warm), my little biker jacket from Nasty Gal and toasty lambswool fur gilet from Aftershock, cobalt blue neoprene heels I hadn't worn in ages (I actually changed in and out of them all day as I've injured my knee - no running, cycling, yoga or heels for me for the foreseeable, boo hoo), blue mirror shades and large Folli Follie bag to stash my camera, flats, invitations and everything else. My two favourites of the day were the happy, colourful Ryan Lo show at Brewer Street Car Park and the wearable, 80s-inspired Paul Costelloe collection - more on those later.
