London Fashion Week: Day one

by Sasha Wilkins on February 19, 2010 · 17 comments

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This, this I never thought I would see. Besides outing oneself in Grazia, you can’t get much more public than trotting around fashion week with a pass and a collection of front row seats (&  for a reality check some so  far back there was a better view on style.com).

My day started at 0645hrs as the dachshund jumped on my head, as I slept fitfully on the sofa at my sister’s house. I’m sure Anna Wintour doesn’t have these issues.

When Daniel, my driver (those four words bring much joy to my heart), arrived at the allotted hour, I was standing, coat-less in the street, hair unbrushed, shoes unbuckled, with arms full of clothes, tights, snacks and other stuff I was ferreting out of the boot of my car, as Posetta made a break for freedom out the front door.

I suspect Daniel has seen it all before, as he raised not an eyebrow and waited patiently for me to reappear, this time with cape on, shoes fastened, minus dog and other accoutrements.

Exhibit a: The car:

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After collecting Kiki, we headed to Paul Costello

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and then on through the rest of the schedule, driven to and fro by the saintly Daniel. Who didn’t bat an eyelid as I filled the car each trip with an assortment of splendid bloggers.

All of which I will write up properly when I retrieve my sodding camera cable from where I left it last. (These images are courtesy of my Blackberry.)

I have ended the day in the warm embrace of my beloved Malmaison hotel in Clerkenwell. (Yes, I spend too much time in Malmaison hotels. But you would too if you could.  They are ace.)

I’ve had about four hours sleep a night for the past ten days (Grazia shoot, Copenhagen Fashion Week, Grazia on news stand, last minute website build & launch) and, as I am generally known for my dormouse tendencies, this is not ideal. So, to be greeted by this tranquility, a mere 10 minutes from the show venue at Somerset House,

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and then this

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made me weep tears of gratitude to the Malmaison for putting up this very weary & temporarily homeless fashion editor.

Daniel is picking me up at 0830hrs for the Daks show. It’s now 1am, so I must go to bed if there is any chance of staying compos mentis tomorrow.

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