THE PAST few days of being at home have gone way too quickly, and tomorrow I'm heading back to London to start another week at University - it's deadline central over here which means a few days of uninterrupted sleep (minus the odd cat-attack) has been very much welcomed. But with constant naps comes a ridiculous sleeping pattern, which means I'm up right now at 3am looking through pictures from London Fashion Weekend - hence the post. Consider it a midnight feast-your-eyes if you will.
Last Saturday I hopped on a tube to meet up with a few fellow bloggers for London Fashion Weekend on behalf ofAvenue 32, followed by a serious afternoon tea feast at The Waldorf Hilton. Fashion + tea = two of my favourite things. After checking out the showrooms and very nearly scoring myself a Viktor and Rolf coat for about 70% off we took our seats at the Trend show in the BFC space, which featured florals, heavy metals and sporty chic (provided by The Outnet) all at once. Definitely something for everyone. After a bit of sun-soaking (albeit in knits and triple-layers) I then found myself in the photographer's pit for the Julien MacDonald show which featured a pair of heart attack inducing sandals much like the Wangs I fell in love with so long ago. Think tribal-meets-hooker and you're kinda there.
Then came the farewell to my afternoon tea virginity, followed by an intense sugar high, followed by a crash a few hours later. My cholesterol has potentially risen by about 400% but I have absolutely no regrets. Best end to the day - I'm considering making this a daily thing.
with thanks to avenue 32