So having managed to procrastinate over making my blog debut for an embarrassing amount of time, LFW happened, and thus it all began. Attending university in Somerset House allowed for a daily dose of fashion envy of those on the inside of those famous tents, and although a world apart from being the "in", here is a tiny step towards what I coveted from the "out". Fashion Week, and all its excitement may have left the building for another season, but for me, something new is starting.
a friend, ever the opportunist takes her vintage Chanel for a spot of post-LFW bin picking (unsuccessfully)