There’s nothing like forced contemplation to wipe away the London Fashion Week gloss and dole out a little reality. After the Phoebe English presentation I received a message that my brother-in-law was in hospital (thankfully he’s fine) and as I write this I am sitting in my local pub charging my battery-sapped phone hoping my husband comes home soon (I stupidly left my keys at home this morning). Reality bites. Fashion week is a bubble largely devoid of reality. But what happens when we let a little of the real stuff in? What happens when fashion absorbs the zeitgeist and spits it back out, rearranged and transformed into the tangible and consumable?
English used textiles to capture her sentiments – an example being trapped glitter between layers of tulle used to create jackets and bags. She collaborated with heritage knitwear specialists John Smedley for the third season running and took to the knits by twisting and knotting them, lending them a tortuosity in keeping with the tensions of her theme.