Fashion's final frontier? The well organised show that doesn't make you lose your faith in humanity. We're far from crossing it but worry not, if breaking new ground is what you're after then Vivienne Westwood showed some men in dresses and women in trousers, a man kissing a woman (who looked like she'd rather he didn't, thanks) and a punk rock live performance that alluded to naughty acts without naming the deeds (you want to smell my what exactly, good sir?).
Westwood has been a passionate and tireless activist and this show took place at the same time as a Time to Act demonstration in London that demanded action to stop climate change. Her dedication is admirable, to say the least. So, I do hope all that non-recyclable tinsel strewn across the floor and hanging off the ceiling would be repurposed into something useful. And while we're talking about social change (or are we?), how about equal seat space for male and female guests at a fashion show? How about some Stop Man-Spreading from Spreading! tees?
And yet, under all that jazz, there was plenty here to appreciate, like the oversized coats and belted tailoring, some in checks, another pinstriped with a little fringed skirt, and some Little Riding Hood-esque embroidered paisley and coated tweed caped jackets. A large rose-printed, sheer, off-the-shoulder dress stood out for its unabashed romanticism and in a show that seemed to bash you on the head repeatedly with how wild it was, it was that that felt like the most punk thing in the line-up. And then a man freed his nipples in a corset. Shield your eyes, ladies!