Crazy not to share. London Fashion Week must seem an age away for anyone still on the Milan/Paris/post New York treadmill. Too many lattes and not enough shut eye must surely make a dull read for any devoted fans. Most of the journalists, after all, get back and file their copy, send off photos, and provide and instant digest on the day’s hemline news. Yet party on dudes, they do. Colour themed sandwiches at Matthew Williamson’s Bruton Street store For those of us privileged to attend in a less immediately pressured capacity, the trends can be digested. Not in the hotel lobby, but in the comfort of our own homes. With the guidance of other journalists and fashion week attendees or our o
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