Charlie Le Mindu, always a favourite show of mine each season, simply because of the shock factor. This season like the last, there was nakedness aplenty, but with a specific theme of violence. Wait blood and nakedness, at the same time? Brilliant. Half dead looking models glided down the runway to the sound track of squealing pigs, with dripping blood ( fake, surely ) white lace, gas masks, graffiti covered pink jackets and military influenced hats, anti fashion at its best.
Highlight? Charlie coming out after the show to take a bow dressed as a butcher, hands covered in ‘blood’.
