Fashion month is undoubtedly the most exhilarating time in the calendar for me. Twice a year the world’s greatest design talent unveils new collections across four cities — New York, London, Milan and Paris — culminating in the French capital with a stellar audience of celebrities, editors and buyers to boot. From Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez’s new chapter at Loewe to the theatrical spectacle of Schiaparelli, there is never a shortage of creativity or craftsmanship.
But whether I’m in London or Paris, sitting front row or attending a re-see appointment to examine the pieces up close after the show, I always ask myself: how do they fit? Do they flatter the model wearing them? And more importantly, will they translate onto a real woman’s body?
