And now, a note from our Fashion Correspondent at London Fashion Week, Camilla Morton:
The alarm went off before I felt I had even really shut my eyes. But, I needn’t have worried, as there was no way I was going to miss Ossie Clark.
When Ossie Clark was reborn two seasons ago, I was one to pour scorn on the seeming sacrilege of the revival. Ossie had been all about romance, beauty, ethereal styles, and whimsical cuts. The modernist approach seemed too clinical, too cold, too out for a buck. A few months later I was in Browns hunting for something to wear. Mrs. B led me to the Ossie Clark. I have, like every fashion girl should, some original Ossie, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to go over to the dark side. I remembered my review and thought this was a total waste of time. Then I tried it on. The wide crepe pants and ruffled chiffon top was far chicer than the dresses and creations I had been squeezing myself into. You see, you don’t get to try things on when doing reviews – it’s a first impression, look, don’t blink, hope-for-the-best type thing.
At the Jaeger show, I went backstage to find Sam McKnight. He might be very busy with every major show, campaign, and superstar, but I really wanted to show him the photo of the Apple Pie I’d made. It was Sam that had first told me about the Ossie revival – and he was doing their show next morning and the collection looked grrrrreat. Always trust a hairdresser.
Though the tent and the runway might not be the same hippie chick affairs of days gone by when the Beatles, David Bailey, Penelope Tree, and Twiggy were on the scene, this season the clothes definitely capture the vibe. The long dream like print chiffon cloud-like maxis, the sculpted curled collars, the big funnel sleeves, the spirit of Ossie was there. Perfect for a generation that hadn’t had it the first time round.




