Deena in Fashion WonderlandPosted: September 3, 2009
Do you ever have days when the kid in you comes out to play and you go window shopping in places where you know you can’t even afford the spare button yet alone the garment its attached to? Where you go through all the motions of looking like you’re trying to decide whether or not you’re going to make a purchase and even ask the assistant a few questions for extra fantasy credit? That was me in London last week.
Whenever I go to London the two stores I pretty much always go to are Liberty and Selfridges and while they are both out of my price range (although I did on this occasion stretch to some ribbon from the haberdashery dept) they are both within my comfort zone. I have a special love for Liberty with its beautiful period building and stately home feel. The small rooms make it cosy and friendly and just being there makes me want to spend money in a way that Selfridges- as much as I also like that store- doesn’t.
One place I never really go to is Harrod’s. I’ve only ever visited Harrod’s maybe three times in my entire life and the last occasion was at least 5 years ago as Knightsbridge isn’t somewhere I head for when I go to London as I prefer more offbeat (and affordable) destinations. This time however I thought I’d go a bit more upmarket, venture through those signature green doors and play rich. I didn’t even head for the young fashion floor, I went straight for the big money and sauntered up to the the main womenswear department like I was royalty. It truly is another world and the unadulterated opulence and grandeur kinda took me by surprise. It shouldn’t have really because I mean- its Harrod’s- its known worldwide for its luxury so what else would I expect?
The lights seemed to be slightly dimmed in some areas as museum lights are to protect the artifacts from being damaged by harsh beams, and the shoe boutique was pure theatre with the walkway straddled by parallel lines of shoes as beautiful as Cinderella’s glass slippers. Everywhere I looked I saw silk, leather, fur, gowns- a complete big girl’s playground. If I wasn’t pressed for time I would stayed there for hours and visited every floor. As it was, it was only a flying visit and what I was really looking for were the plus collections. They didn’t disappoint. Harrod’s has the best plus collection I’ve ever seen and it was great to be able to look around an entire room in a department store and know that everything will fit. I didn’t like everything but there was a whole lot that I did like and I cooed my way from one end of the department to the other. Marina Rinaldi, Elena Miro, Anna Scholz plus others- they were all there whispering my name and batting their long eyelashes at me. Did I try anything on? No. I was in a bit of a rush and I don’t think I would have anyhow because it would make me weep to have to leave it all behind. I did touch just about everything like a kid and picked up as many look books as I could find. My favourite looks from each are………
The reason I was in a rush was because I wanted to visit the Futurism exhibition at Tate Modern. However, when I got there there was also a fantastic Surrealism exhibition on and I spent so long poring over every piece that I ran out of time. Damn and blast! I will surely go back because my all time favourite sculpture is on display and I have to see it face to face before I croak.