The cereal section in Sainsbury's
Today started a bit late. I was feeling tired and decided to skip the first two catwalks and go to the third. It was easier as it took place in the main fashion tent only a 10 minute walk away from my hotel. It also gave me time to go look for something to eat for breakfast.
Ashish
After the Ashish show I accompanied Steve from Montreal to the next venue, Blue Bird. I had shot there before but still didn't know where it was located. The last time I had gotten there was via the Fashion bus. This time Steve and I were skipping a few shows to get to the venue early and hopefully get a good spot in the photo pit.
Videographer Steve from Montreal on the bus
The bus hand grips
We arrived to find that most of the photo pit was empty. I took a few photos of the light bulb ceiling while Steve went to shoot some of the models getting their make up and hair done. About 15 minutes later we decided to grab some food across the street. The catwalk wouldn't start for another hour.
The light bulb ceiling at the Blue Bird
An homage to the last photo taken at this location
The catwalk configuration at the Blue Bird
The Noodle bar across the street
While the food was quite good, the service was a tad slow. Across the table from us was a fashion editor. She was in a rush to get the bill as well. We all made it out at the same time and hurried back across the street to get into the venue.
my lunch
The photo pit was packed. The Italians were there and one of them was nice enough to let me back in to a spot as someone else took my mark spot. I heard a grown, looked over wondering if I was standing in front of someone. It turned out that the head Italian photographer was playing tetris on his cell phone and misplaced a brick. I need to learn italian one of these days just so I can get in on all the fun they seem to be having.
Erdem
After the Erdem show I made my way back to the main fashion tent. Patrick was there and we wondered where all the other photographers were. Turns out they were all probably trying to get into the Vivian Westwood show. Too bad for them. They missed a great catwalk. Jenny Packham was one of my favorite shows on my visit to London.
Jenny Packham
Where are all the photograhers?
Jenny Packham, designer
As the show wrapped up I stuck around with Patrick waiting for the next show in the fashion tent to begin. We had a few hours so I got some food and dirnk and schmoozed with who ever was available. It was during this time that we found out the lighting tech, Simon, was lighting his last fashion week.
Even though I don't make it to London much or haven't shot London fashion week that often in the past a large black cloud of sorrow came over me. London is truly a great place to shoot fashion and it's due to people like Simon who know their business. I cannot put enough emphasis on the lighting and how great it is to shoot here. It's consistant in both color temperature and intensity all the way down the catwalk. I don't think a lot of the British photographers know how well they have it.
Simon takes a break inbetween catwalk shows.
a random shoe photo
gift bags stand ready for the next show
Anne-Marie photographer from New York
gift bag
One of the many cool things about shooting fashion week in London is that the main sponsor is Canon. While this doesn't really help the Nikon user much they do have a contest where you can win a Canon camera and at the very least get a nice big print of one of your photos for free. All you have to do is snap a photo and submit it to the Canon desk in the Photographer's lounge. The photo eventually gets printed and is hung on the wall where you can see it along with all the other submissions.
Here's mine. I thought it would be nice to get this printed out and give to Simon. The print disappeared. I'm hoping Simon received it.
Simon Tutchener with the singing in the rain dog
Issa
Issa the designer with model
After the show I joined Patrick for a drive through London to pick up Irina. We then met up with Andrew and Josie at a place called the Big Easy, a seafood restaurant.
Note the driver (Patrick) is sitting on the right hand side of the car
A random billboard that we passed by
Irina and Patrick
Inside the Big Easy
live entertainment
Patrick through a beer glass
Some girl at the other table getting made up
Outside
We finished dinner and were invited to tag along with Patrick to his next shoot. A lingerie show at some dance club. We got in but were told to put away our cameras so the only photo I managed to get was the one below. I lucked out and got a nice shoulder massage from a pretty girl by the name of Agata. The event had paid a company, Ibiza Angels, to come in and give various patrons a massage for free.
My masseuse got a lot of looks. She was very attractive. One guy walking by gave the comment that I was the luckiest guy on earth. I kind of shrugged and gave me a blank look back. "yeah, whatever." I didn't mean to snub him, I was clearly a lot more tired from the day then I thought and thought to myself "This is pretty nice". I'll have to remember to bug Patrick for a copy of the photo he took of me one day if just so I can remember the girl.
Patrick puts away his gear.
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