BY SERENE NEKOUI                                                       



Image courtesy of Vogue

As the most fashionably fearless weeks slip by us, it’s been impossible not to choose our fashion favourites. Last fashion week we saw fall basics stay the same: deeper fabrics, faux fur, tailored jackets. This time, for spring: floral, sandals, and the timeless sundress. But trends evolve, and through that, a history of fashion is recycled. What better way to celebrate these changes than with London Fashion Week itself?

A trend that’s not disappearing anytime soon? Power dressing. And honestly, I’m not that mad about it. By bending gender expression and menswear-inspired fashion, power dressing brings us back to the late 70’s and early 80’s with loose fitting coats and draped blouses, as seen in plaid in Paul Costelloe and Mulberry. To top it off, Burberry’s pinstripe slouchy pieces leave a relaxed, but tailored impression.

Frills seemed to be endless in this year’s London Fashion Week as a small detail that adds a touch of elegance on the neckline. David Koma and Burberry demonstrate a more conservative neckline with frilled turtlenecks, almost exemplifying a Victorian feel, as stated by InStyle. Similarly to the classic vintage feel, the definitive straight sleeve takes a back seat next to the iconic puffy sleeves we’ve been seeing this past summer. Simone Rocha and Ashley Williams demonstrate large princess sleeves to accentuate the arms, acting as a focal point in the outfits.

Yellow should be a colour worth investing in for 2018. As seen at the Emmy Awards, Roksanda and Erdem displayed both mustard and a sunny shade of yellow on their runways.

While these styles are set to creatively influence our 2018, it’s important to recognize the recycled styles we’ve seen throughout the week. As we step out of the chic grunge phase we once saw in the 90’s, we enter into the masculinized femininity looks we’ve seen in the late 20th century. No matter the decade that is eager to be reinvented, it’s important to find your own shoes to step into.

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