When someone says to me "London Fashion Week" three things go through my head. The first is the visceral thought of the pain of over a hundred show requests. The second is the dread of how sparse my wardrobe is and how the h-e-double-hockey-sticks am I going to create five different outfits without looking like an absolute plebe. The third thing is something I can't describe, but it makes me feel fairly giddy and nauseous at the same time. Go figure. Fashion week is a figurative pain in my rear end. Early mornings, late nights, inflated egos, seeing that person you can't tolerate, having serious outfit envy - it all adds up to me saying "I hate fashion week" over and over until my assistant has decided she's sick of me. And yet (and mayb..
The Magic Dress by Yan To Today #TheMagicDress arrives at Young British Designers. This is a body-con dress with a difference. Designed by a young man who really understands women's bodies. Yan To is somewhat of an enigma. He works out of sight and largely alone in the Leicestershire countryside. Self taught this designer is propelled by instinct and gut feel. He rarely sketches, preferring to create on the mannequin or the female form. He juxtaposes creative pragmatism with no holds barred innovation and the result is fashion dynamite: "I want to create new things. There is no point merely designing pretty dresses as there are hundreds of people doing this and many will be better than I am." The idea of designing a new bod..