Hmmm, so after my horrific ordeal of missing LFW entirely thanks to a combination of flu and blinkin’ back problems, I was sulking a bit and ignoring a lot of the beautiful fashion releases that I’d normally drool over. I hadn’t even cast an eye over what was happening at the Paris shows.
Oh, how silly I can be.
Just a quick glimpse at the gorgeousness that’s occurring over there brought a happy little tear to my eye. OK, so I’m laid up at home with a glass of water and handfuls of painkillers, not strutting through Paris with a coffee and a croissant, but thanks to my favourite fashion show source, Style, I can see all the latest looks for myself.
Perfect.
My favourite collection over-all has to be Chanel, but I fell in love with some Chloe, Alexander McQueen, 3.1 Phillip Lim, Ellie Saab and even good old Louis Vuitton too. Oh what I would give to be able to place a call and buy the lot. But for now, I’ll have to settle with my daydreams, and make do with shopping the look. It’s retail therapy after-all right? Just one more therapy to add to my ever-growing list.
Wonder if I can see a specialist for that one too?!
