Friday, May 14, 2010
Funny how a diamond in the rough can twinkle so bright it makes the rough seem smooth, no? Somebody had stolen my Friday feeling and replaced it with a sever case of misplaced Monday-itis.
Then the frocks came along and changed everything. Suddenly the hills inside were alive with fashion fairytales... Fay and I dropped by Fernando Frisoni's studios to buy some treasures from his SS11 collection for our new store. It was love at second sight (we started our crush at his show last week). Anyway, suffice to say, we are fully smitten now. With Fernando, as usual, but more importantly with his Ballets Russe-worthy creamy white feathered skirtlings (if that's not the diminutive form of skirt, it sure should be) which also come in fire engine red, his draped silk tulle and lust-have cashmere. Hurrah for him ... and for our long-term wardrobe planning.
Posted by Mrs Press at 3:25 AM