My last AW14 show was also one of my favourites. Mimi Fasi isn’t a designer I’ve heard much about but as I sat down in the packed show space, I was excited to see what would come sashaying down the catwalk.

And sashay it did! A delicious array of sugar-sweet pastels, eye-popping prints and silky accessories made its way past my front row seat – it was the least autumnal collection I think I’ve ever seen but it was gloriously girly and very wearable.

There was a definite 60s vibe and I loved the huge beehives and psychedelic patterns. The palette featured lots of pink in varying degrees of intensity, splashed over natty fitted jackets and sexy pencil skirts.

The coats were particular favourites of mine – I love a good trench and these two really hit the spot with gentle tailoring and splashes of colour. Is it appropriate to wear a flippy lilac mac in what’s bound to be a freezing cold autumn/winter season here in the UK? Probably not, but I’m seriously considering it.

And so my London Fashion Week coverage draws to an end… I hope you enjoyed my short-but-sweet account of the year’s most fashionable frolics. Hopefully I’ll be back in September with all the goss from the SS15 catwalks!

All images taken with the Panasonic LumixGM1.

Sunday was actually my last day down in London for Fashion Week frolics – I’m now writing this on Monday, back at my desk in Leeds. It’s kinda surreal to think this time yesterday I was FROWing it up at Freemason’s Hall… so before the experience is lost among the daily grind of gas bills and pasta bakes, I’ll commit it to blog memory and share it here with you. Here we go…

Skirt, H&M | Roll neck, Zara | Boots, M&S | Bag, c/o Brit-Stitch | Belt, Forever 21 | Necklace, Whistles

My last day outfit was the result of a desperate search through my wardrobe for anything remotely ‘fashiony’, at 11.30pm the day before I headed down to London. I absolutely DESPISE travelling without every conceivable outfit option to hand (which is why I’m so often charged for overweight luggage), but the prospect of dragging half my clothing collection across London (dear Kings Cross, please invest in more escalators and lifts. Yours, Jen’s Separated Shoulder Blades) was too much to bear. So after exhausting my carefully planned outfits on days one and two, this is what I was left with. BLACK!

Coat, French Connection

I also wore my coat in that dickhead way I usually ridicule on others. Lovely Clare, who took this photo for me, and I had a giggle over the ‘coat cape’, its impracticality and how we’d be ripped a new one if we went back up north making such poor use of our outdoor garments.

After a nice wander around Somerset House and some free breakfast at a presentation for… someone (I spotted the cheese and tomato croissants from 50 paces and no one stopped me eating, ahem, three) I headed back over to Freemason’s Hall for the day’s shows.

We kicked things off with Vita Gottlieb, who presented a beautiful if slightly unremarkable collection of printed dresses, leather pencil skirts and punky sequins. I loved the floaty yellow silks – such a gorgeous mustard colour.

My second show of the day was Veronica Basharatyan, which was all futuristic leather, blonde bowl cuts and glittery blue lipstick. My inner Yorkshirewoman was scoffing but the new, wears-coat-without-sleeves Jen quite liked it, actually.

My final show was Mimi Fasi which I loved – full review of that tomorrow.

All images taken with the Panasonic LumixGM1.