Ah yes……yes yes yes..we know only too well what the 14th of September means. It’s the beginning of that delectable madness, a frenzy of waspish women and bright eyed bloggers, descended upon London in aid London Fashion Week. All are present, the great, the good…and the mad?
We all know too well that the style stakes get stretched just that little past the ‘monthly clothing budget’ come LFW, but some take this opportunity to air the finer things in one’s wardrobe just a little too far.
Last season saw a fabulous posse of weirdos grace our fair pavements with an array of mind boggling oddities. We had piercings adorning every appendage and crease, hair in every shade imaginable, one chap with face paint akin to that of a horror film (to complement his cardy) and of course the infamous 7ft Lichenstein/Latex goddess Pandemonia and Snowy her dog.
The question is…..can we do better this year?
