Then I had a bit of a gap in my schedule so I grabbed lunch in Chinatown and had a wander around the designer showrooms at Brewer Street Carpark.
My first catwalk show was a linen-heavy, ultra-elegant showing from Paul Costelloe at Le Meridien (where I paid £6 for a cup of tea) that impressed me a little less than his previous season's showing but only because I was a sucker for his AW rock and roll girl gang.
I had to seriously hurry to make it to the Freemason Hall on time for Angel Chen's show, only for it to be delayed by a half hour, but it was very much worth the wait as her collection was epic, theatrical, challenging and incredibly beautiful.
Finally, I had the bouyant (ha) Sadie Williams presentation to attend and regretted my shoe choice and decision to walk so much as I hobbled over there. However, as per, she served up bright, sporty, cool looks and this time presented them on a set next to a lighthouse with howling wind and weather reports filling the space, all of which helped me ignore the fact that my feet felt like they were gonna fall right off.
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