Last week I saw the future of fashion as the graduates of the Ravensbourne BA Fashion program showed the world what they were made of during one of the most exciting events on fashions calendar.
Anna-Lina Dingsor-Uudelepp, one of just a few designers making urban wear, created sportswear with slouching silhouettes and mad patterns. While Tuyet Nong’s all-white-everything and excellent knitwear, featured cool separates for cool girls everywhere.
Chloe Culpin took the minimalist look and ran with it, transforming the trademark silhouettes and sideways view of outfit assemblage associated with the style, ensuring her collection was wearable but also beautiful. A canary dress with a cocoon silhouette is gasp inducing, featuring the use of spectacular colour, a modern silhouette with beautiful feathers and crystal around the neckline.
Leanne Warren’s clothes were very well executed; a pair of printed denim jeans and a matching jacket brought forth visions of ‘Kingsland-Road-cool’ but with significantly more humour. Brooke Candy sprang to mind, and if I knew either I would introduce them myself. But I don’t, so let’s move on.
The expertly constructed pieces put on show in the menswear collection were a joy to view. Although the limits of what men will actually put on their bodies tends to nip experimentation in the bud, the collections were more than alluring. The particularly confident man, and woman, for that matter, will appreciate Colin Moore, who created Technicolor lounge clothes, knitted no doubt with love and featuring a repeating pattern of bright orange bunnies.
Lois Honeywell made tartan suits, suited perfectly for the fantasy skinhead dandy poet of which every girl dreams, while Sarah Ratcliff made great metallic puffer jackets, the kind of clothes you can imagine the most stylish of men wearing on their best days. She’s also responsible for what I, of simple taste, considered the best piece in the show: a perfect bomber jacket that in my mind was crafted out of gruesome, gorgeous pony skin but which was probably just leather (Update: The bomber jacket was 100% Pony skin, with a Stingray leather collar, Goat suede cuffs and hem and a copper foil Pig suede zip guard). Either way it was delicious and subtle and hedonistic and refined, something I would happily grapple my boyfriend for, the best kind of indulgence.
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Words / Lucinda Beeman
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