Anders Christian Madsen reports on the Thomas Tait show
Report by Anders Christian Madsen .
So often when it comes to designers up Tait’s stripped-down alley, creating something conceptual seems to be synonymous with boring soundtracks, overbearing show notes, and a total ban on humour. Tait’s show at the pleasant Il Bottaccio on Hyde Park Corner had none of those things. Sure there was the token white carpet and a faint smell of cleaning agents, but the soundtrack was catchy in a crooner kind of way and in the place of a press release, Tait had cheekily hidden his inspiration on the invitation, ‘9 Grosvenor Place Lesbians SW1X 7SH.’