There's a new feeling in the air. It's to do with January and February being done. It's to do with the last few glorious days of unexpected sunshine telling of wonders to come. And the daffodils. And the snowdrops. And sweet smelling hyacinths too. (And did we mention the new summer brights arriving on a daily basis from our bright young designers?) It's to do with Easter being in view, with summer holidays being investigated, discussed and booked, with opaque tights starting to look, well, opaque. In a bad way. But for us at Young British Designers it's mostly about the wonderful new season deliveries fit to burst their boxes with colour and all manner of delectation. There are just so many pieces making our eyes pop and our he..
It was South Africa. I was 8 years old. The sun was high in an endless sky. I ran about our garden and with a sideways glance to the house (mum inside) I pulled a white sheet from the line. Wrapped it about me and twirled and whirled around, again and again.... At that moment I knew what it was to be a girl...and that I could have the most wonderful times dressing up and being a girl, feeling that euphoria, time and time again. My whole life long.When I see a Felicity Brown creation I am that girl. Yesterday at London Fashion Week I wanted to twirl forever in a sunlit garden. This is why I love her.