What better way to beat a hangover than perusing videos and photos of Paris Fashion Week. I have now fully convinced myself that if i dont move to London then Paris is on the cards (well we can all have dreams) However, i think i may have to cut down on the old nights out for this to happen. Noticing lines in places i have never previously had them doesnt make for a happy me!!! Paris is no London, the grungey look wouldnt be quite so big a hit on the Parisian streets as it is strolling down old Portobello.
The AW11 collections are nothing short of amazing at PFW, and Galliano's mishap certainly didnt darken the events. The catwalks were awash with pinks, oranges, nudes, silvers, oooh just too many to mention. Watching it on the laptop was amazing, in my head i was actually there you understand! Word has it that Anna Wintour was seen on the SECOND row, wow!!! Heavy patterns, clashing colours its what its all about. And this is like music to my ears, if i can get an outfit with every piece a different colour i am VERY happy! This up-coming season is mine, allllll mine!yessssss!
Now, here are some pictures for you to look at so you can take yourself off to the dizzy heights of 'gay Paris' (said in a dodgy French accent) xx
We have block colour from Lanvin, femine and oh so chic nudes from Celine, heavy, heavy patterns and ruffles from Comme, clashing patterns from Dries. Metallics and silvers form my favourite, Balmain (pure sex!), girly charm from Nina Ricci, bold, confident fur trimmed outfit form Sonia Rykiel (another personal favourite of mine), and painted red models from Viktor and Rolf!