LFW: Street style

Overpriced perfume and aftershave wafts and lingers through the air of the cobblestone courtyard of the Somerset House, the hulking buildings of London casting a shadow of judgement onto the people of the fashion industry shadier than RuPaul's and Anna Wintour's combined. Bottles of coconut water tumble down the streets as copies of Toni & Guy's magazine perch on corners. All of this against a clacking symphony of heels and oxfords, the soles beating against the stone.

Ladies and gentleman, it's London Fashion Week. This season was my first season that opened the curtains and let the crisp, layered breeze of the Autumn Winter 2015/2016 season wisp in. I've attended some noteworthy shows this season, so keep an eye on this space for the next few days! In the mean time, I've collated together my picks from the bounty of street style on offer cooped within those Neoclassical walls, 

The men:

Jai'me Juan, Blogger

Prints, and a lot of them. The Neo-classical architecture of the Somerset House was sprawled with patterned trousers far and wide. Splashing images of camouflage, geometry, chaclked checks and impressionist waters flowing down the legs of men. Trickling around turtleneck and plain button-down, minimal ways to contain the print were key. 

Denim, also quite a lot of it, too. The salvaged Levi dotted itself across a textual playground of leathers and suedes, more leather and silks.

Tim Victor, singer

Minimal. Guy fluttered from their shows dressed in simplicity. The sartorial peacocks didn't opt for gaudy pieces that magnetised gazes for all the wrong reasons, they instead donned themselves in sheeny sleek pieces. 

The women:

Rosemary Lloyd, model

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Street style is not simply just a foray of underpaid-but-have-enough-money-for-coffee-and-clothes art students. It's domain is not for the celebrity made to endorse a certain brand and with a team of, well, underpaid-but-have-enough-money-for-coffee-and-clothes stylists. Not designed for the sake of commodity or marketing, nor for the sake of fulfilling a trendy quota. It;s a fleeting snapshot of the fashion in the moment, organic, pure and restless in its creativity. Talking to the people after snapping them, it always reminds me that fashion isn't just a room of artificially designed mannequins, it;s real people, living their everyday lives. And when communications are so quick, fashion is the world's quickest language.

What did you all make of the street style for London Fashion Week AW15/16?