Given that the Baftas coincides with the 40th anniversary of London Fashion Week you’d be forgiven for hoping for some canny stylist moves, or at least a few more Brit-based frocks on the red carpet. But apart from Florence Pugh in boob-breast-plated Harris Reed (quite fab), Barry Keoghan in green Burberry (fine) and Greta Gerwig in Erdem (good-ish) this weekend’s catwalk designers were fairly absent. A missed opportunity.
Imagine the joy of vintage Westwood or Galliano? No archive Alexander McQueen? Could no one have whipped out any early Christopher Kane? Sad, and frankly unimaginative - but it also underscores the fact that mega brands own red carpets these days, and it's too lucrative for either party - star or fashion house - to miss out on the viral-eyeballs. .
