Huge Gossip:
Looks like the Conde Nast’s Newhouse brothers have put their proverbial foot down. No editors, assistants or interns are allowed to accept gifts any longer, meaning that the meager salary the Conde girls are on is no longer sated with designer bags and free dresses.
We say: revolt, ladies! Walk out! Fashion just isn’t fashion without the freebies.
Hot Gossip:
Those in the know say that Louise Goldin is slated to head up Balenciaga’s knitwear team. A marriage made in heaven, we say.
Celeb sighting:
We’ve yet to spot him, but our spies describe Nicholas Ghesquiere, who is in town to open his new shop as “wee, but perfectly formed”. When pressed, they added “not unlike Prince or Tom Cruise, I imagine”.
Dancing on the catwalks: While mildly charmed about the Strictly Come Dancing stars that graced the On|Off catwalk, we did feel a bit sorry for them. While some front-rowers were charmed by tango duos, others had a distinctly different face on. We in fashion don't stoop to Saturday evening TV. We are way too busy being fabulous.
PARTY PARTY PARTY
Party we shouldn’t have missed
Christopher Kane shipped what seemed like half of Glasgow down for his afterparty at Bungalow 8, including his mum and aunt. The party atmosphere was described as “more fun than Scottish wedding disco”. We are kicking ourselves for giving up our invites.
Beer Goggles
Who on earth was Johnny Borrell snapped with coming out of the Dorchester at 4am? Seriously, dude, beer goggles affect us all, but don't parade those late-night decisions in front of the paps.
Stamina?
We headed down to catch the end of the Todd Lynn party at Maya, only to pull our own mini-Naomi and find it all closed up by 2:30. What’s happening to the stamina this week? We say fight the final stretch slump and press on…
OVERHEARD
On/Off Polite journo: Sorry, my friend has my ticket inside
Door bitch: Well, I'm sorry, you can't get in without a ticket.
Polite Journo (cringing): I'll just call her...
Door bitch: No, sorry, sorry, go on in - who am I kidding? Anna Wintour is clearly not showing up anytime soon.
Outside Jens Laugerson Redhead: Wait, why are people coming out of the show?
Doorman: Jens just ended.
Redhead: What do you mean it just finished?!?! It's only an hour after the supposed start time. That's impossible. That's almost on time.
Doorman: (chuckling) I know.
Redhead: I've gotta go. This screws up my whole day-plan.
New H&M Flagship launch Scruff 1: “Can you believe that Hennes were actually giving these out? A heart-shaped box with bloody marshmallows in it?” Scruff 2: “If my boyfriend gives me one of those for Valentine’s tomorrow, he is totally dumped.” Scruff 3: “Definitely… But I’m totally allowed to give it to him though.” Scruff 4: “Oh, absolutely.”
Beyond the Valley’s party, Lot 55 Vintage Girl 1, ogling the hula girl: “My God! Will you look at that.” Vintage Girl 2, with admiration: “She must be able to crush rocks with those pelvic muscles… I wonder if she gives classes.” Vintage 1, beneath whirling neon hoops: “My Pilates instructor is totally fired. Excuse me…”
OTHER BITS
Rocks the Vaux
Peter Pilotto showed himself worthy of his New Gen exhibition sponsorship by giving the best show that Vauxhall has seen. If you can wrap your mind around the beauty of a celestial cowboy with snuggly snoods, you get the idea. Even 80s fashion icon, The Clothes Show host Caryn Franklin seemed enthusiastic.
Trend on:
Forget Ray Ban sunglasses, the brand’s specs have taken over. (Spotted about town and on the models at Nico de Main’s Luella-esque geek-chic show).
Friendly fatigue:
As the week’s buzz dies down, the party people have begun to wander off to new interests leaving us industry types to our devices. The result is far more affability and efficiency.
Casual questions:
Why do the “Daily Rubbish” distributors look like off duty models? Are they?
We love:
The power/effort index in dressing up. Look like a scruff, probably a celebrity. Very groomed = fashion student, door bitch or lower PR.
We loathe:
People who dress identically as a gimmick and then get sat in the front row. Seriously. SERIOUSLY, people.
