To me, Vivienne Westwood was Grandma. I have two grandmothers who I equally adore: Grandma Bridget and Grandma Vivienne, and that’s how it always was. When she passed, at a time when I was surrounded by family over the Christmas period, I found it really lovely to discover (or rediscover) images or footage that I’d never seen of her, that captured different angles of her. A lot of people saw her as a fashion designer, but she had so many other faces and passions. It was very warming to see such a tribute to her.
She was always someone who promoted intellect and culture. From a very young age I would go to galleries and museums with her. In particular, the Wallace Collection, where she took a lot of her inspiration for some of her most famous collections. And as all families do, we did family things: birthdays, Christmases. I’m an only child so I used to spend a lot of time with my parents — I went wherever they went. I often would sit in a corner with grandma, whether it was after a show in Paris or wherever we may have been, we’d find ourselves sitting together, chatting away.
