Please note: This post, was originally written on 21st June, and I have simply copied and pasted rather than re-editing because I simply didn't want to dilute it.
After the massive high
of the fashion show I now find myself in the Evelina children's
hospital in London waiting for my 3 year old to return from kidney
surgery and I am feeling very reflective.(21st June)
I have closed the Curve
Couture studio for a whole week, an unprecedented event since I was
on maternity leave. Despite the hugely inconvenient timing sometimes
life comes first, and this week is no exception.
So while I have a few
hours to kill instead of dwelling on the current events, I am writing
my blog to bring it up you up to speed with how Brighton Fashion Week
went down.
The week long run up to
Brighton Fashion Week I spent mostly wired, tired and downright
determined to finish what I had started. At the beginning of the week
I had all but the men's corsets and breeches and skirts, shorts and
bra's finished. It sounds like a lot; and it was. Aside from this I
still had three commissions to complete that week...so it was full on
stress.
I had some great
assistance from Zoe Van Spyk who is cutting her teeth in the workshop
whilst she puts a fashion business proposal together, as she is a
wonderful fashion designer in her own right and the hugely creative
Zoe Della Rocca who came up with the styling for hair and
make-up from my original brief. I will be introducing Zoe Della
Rocker as a guest blogger very soon for the Countryphile style as she
had such a massive creative vision that the peeps at Brighton Fashion
Week had to hold us back.
So, we were busy, super
fricking busy. The night before the show we were working until the
sun came up and after a sleep that was way to short, in my opinion,
the time had arrived to shake our tail feathers and show just what
Curve Couture is made of.
Well, as it turned out,
St Barts in Brighton (a church more renowned for taking the assumed
dimensions of Noah's Ark than fashion) was packed. The ornate windows
and beautiful brickwork being a great foil for the drama that was the
Showreel Show, the first of it's kind in the world where the world of
vintage,costume and cosplay strut it's stuff instead of the elitism
of a strict catwalk show.
For my part, I didn't
get to see the first half as I was too busy backstage dealing with
'on-the-day' problems such as lost bags, shoes that didn't fit and
the surprise of a quick change for one of my wonderful male models
Joe...as he had been booked back to back on the designers either side
of me. Stress. A fashion show, like any event, is full of nerves,
stress and high emotions as well as unexpected changes, problems and
an aura of excited expectation.
Whet your whistle:
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| photo by Sarah Olivier, model Ellie Watson |
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