Sunday, 16 February 2014
All eyes on Topshop Unique, from Kendall Jenner to Kate Moss
What we love about Topshop is that this isn’t one of those elitist fashion week shows that only the Anna Wintours and Susie Bubbles of this world have access to. This season, shoppers at the brand’s Oxford Circus flagship were invited to pop on a headset which allowed them to be transported to the virtual front row.
And what a front row. Sitting ringside in the Turbine Hall of the Tate Modern were model of the moment Kendall Jenner, Foxes, Poppy Delevingne, Lottie Moss, Kate Moss, Sir Philip Green and, of course, Susie Bubble and Anna Wintour.
But what we were all there to see, whether virtually, first-hand, or via live stream, were the clothes – clothes that, unlike the rest of fashion week produce (Whistles aside perhaps), we mere mortals may have a chance of wearing this autumn.
The only problem is, you’re going to want to wear all of it. From the cobalt blue belted blanket coat, layered leather and lace skirts and dove grey ankle boot mules (worn with socks, a huge look for AW14), to the oversized multi-coloured patchwork faux-fur, the camel culottes, the quilted bombers and the butter yellow short sleeved jacket. Get saving now.
There was a definite 70s student feel about the collection with the over-the-knee suede boots, a peacock embellished yellow smock (worn by the stunning Jourdan Dunn), patchwork sheepskin gilets, skater skirts and a grey pinafore dress.
The colour palette was a fairly muted autumnal one with cobalt blues, soft greys, muddy greens and tawny yellows.
And aside from some daring see through appliqué tops for evening, a couple of little black dresses and some cute short shorts, this was all about luxurious daywear. The blanket coats, chunky knits, roll-necks and long flared skirts were all terribly (terrible for our bank balance) wearable.
In the cavernous Tate Modern hall, to the stomping soundtrack of Beyonce’s Run the World (Girls), the show finale was enough to make every watching high street shopper’s heart soar.
And was that the sound of girls stampeding to the tills come autumn we heard?
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