Well... I'm not going to lie : the last couple of days have been several shades of awful, to the point where I missed the Baftas, missed the Red Sparrow Premiere, and turned coughing fits and 16 hour days in bed into kind of an Olympic sport.
And among it all, there was London Fashion Week. I only made it to one day:
Oh, wait... I did manage to skirt by and take just ONE photo on the Sunday before I was suitably deafened by the asshole meat-is-fur-is-testing-is-murder protesters shouting at security and passersby who, near as I could tell, were wearing wholly synthetic clothing.
So.... hopefully I've retained and refreshed by fashion credentials until I'm physically stable and upright six months from now to do it properly!