September 26, 2015 |
“Juicy Citrus” was the phrase that jumped out of the Sportmax press notes, as a Fischerspooner soundtrack pounded hardcore, taking us all back to the forgotten glory days of East London in the early noughties. The collection was juicy too, ripe and fit to burst with colours, ideas and energy. We couldn’t help but see a smorgasbord of fruity treats when we looked at the curvy pocket patches, the flatworms in peach-soft suede, the glossy leathers like a freshly-shined apple, and a palette of zesty tangerine orange and yellow. Great show. Not a single lemon in there.
Photographed by Jason Lloyd-Evans
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