Okay, after what was possibly the singular most abuse of fashion I had ever experienced prior to Versus, I sat in my seat beaten down and despondent and hoping beyond hope that the miracle of Christopher Kane and Donatella would make my spirits soar.
And you guessed it they did; as we sat and waited for the show to start, the venue’s catwalk clad with grass and old playground swings and slides dotted around the space, and the sound track of children playing clapping games in the playground I knew we were in for a treat.
As the gorgeous tartan clad girls strutted out, gathering around their allocated pieces of apparatus, we saw the tartan gang, the colour blocking gang and the floral gang. Every piece more inspiring than the next. They were as Christopher described them backstage ‘the cool girls everyone wanted to hang out with in the playground, just the right amount of rebel and glamour with a ‘hint of the village of the damned’, all very similar one girl cloning herself with the next.
Beautifully executed pieces always mindful of the heritage of the brand, but always pushing pushing that creative envelope. We heart the dynamic due that is Versus!
By Sophia Neophitou