It was London Fashion Week

And I had no idea...

Stockholm Fashion Week, maybe 2016?

I was at a Sezane x Liberty event last week chatting about general work and stages of busy-ness. I mentioned that it seemed to be full on with lots of events/invites/dinners at the moment and a PR replied ‘well, Fashion Week’ and it occurred to me in that moment that I had NO IDEA it was even happening.

Of course, it’s September, but amongst back to school and getting my winter clothes down, it really hadn’t crossed my mind that anything else important occurs this month.

And honestly? I couldn’t be happier.

Because my professional clock used to be based around the enormity of September and February (and sometimes August too, with Copenhagen and Stockholm Fashion week starting earlier). Nothing could ever be booked on these dates (Valentines Day plans? Forget it, you would be working. 30th birthday? Tough luck, postpone. A plan with friends at 10pm on a Tuesday in February? Doubtful, you’ll probably be a party with work people you don’t care about).

Once, whilst sitting waiting for the Nicole Farhi show to start at The Royal Opera House (the locations were insanely good), I received a phonecall telling me my aunt had died suddenly and I’ll be honest to say I was hesitant to even ask for permission to leave. Of course I was allowed and my team were fully supportive but at times it felt like Fashion were the be all and end all of existence during these dates.