After I left Felder Felder I had just over half an hour to run down to Somerset House for Daks. This time I made haste so as to be at the front of the queue. Unfortunately it turned out despite being at the front of the line I was actually in the wrong line. My day one blunders were racking up! I quickly ran to the other entrance I was just hoping they didn’t reach capacity before I got in as the line was of course huge. After being admitted I handed in my ticket and thought I was home free. Then the security guard looked down and saw my makeup kit. I couldn’t come in with my kit. I had had my kit with me all day as I later that evening I was working the Central Saint Martins show. Doing double duty–makeup artist, and blogger can be quite the ordeal at fashion week. If it wasn’t for Freddie, the accommodating girl at the press lounge who watched my kit, I would have be completely out of luck.
The show was packed and the lights were all red until the show started. I had an excellent spot to view the runway. I did come out half deaf as I was postponed next to the speaker which was blaring Come On by Barry White. The collection was fabulous really wearable pieces. The colour palette of bright reds, pale greys, black and camel looked amazing with the strong mod sixties vibe of the clothes. It felt like being transported to Carnaby street fifty years ago. The makeup look was designed by Maria Comparetto. Double liner that extended out with white pencil in the water line. Beautiful skin that glowed and paled out lips. It would also seem that perhaps nail art isn’t quite over as the abstract design matched the clothes perfectly.
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