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Milan Fashion Week Spring 2014: Re-seeing Tod’s, rehashing at Marni, shoe-gazing at Salvatore Ferragamo
The Paris collections begin today: I travel out to catch Dries Van Noten tomorrow, alongside Gareth Pugh and Marco Zanini’s latest collection for the house of Rochas. Rumour has it that this will be his last before moving to the house of Schiaparelli. Nevertheless, today I have space to breathe and think back over the final flurry of the Italian collections.
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Living with Rett Syndrome: Controlled crying, potty training and learning how to be ‘normal’ parents
When Hannah was nine months old and bedtime was proving a struggle, I dutifully read my Gina Ford, watched Supernanny, and asked every parent I knew who didn’t seem entirely sleep deprived, how you get a child to fall asleep without lying next to them. ‘Controlled crying’, came the resounding answer.
A caller to our radio show, once described the magical scene of dining in a fine Parisienne restaurant, whilst watching Yves San Laurent accompanied by his dogs, at the next table.
Milan Fashion Week Spring 2014: Pucci rolls with the punches, Sander gets serious and Moschino brings the house down
We haven’t had much fun this season, honestly. Designers seem to be taking it all very seriously. Which is fair enough. Fashion is a business – it makes £21 billion in the UK alone. Here in Milan, where we’re sliding into the penultimate day of the Italian leg of the international collections, there finally seems to be some genuine joy emerging in the collections.
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I’m in Milan, the penultimate leg of the four-city world fashion tour. Prada has just shown, a collection that seemed to be about different interpretations of women. Although always women in a skirt. Mrs Prada herself wore a coat from her winter 2007 collection, with feathers and celluloid strips appliquéd onto a wool chemically treated to crinkle like crocodile. She also showed footless socks that echoed that 2007 season. Which seems a little odd.
Changing destination was the best option for me to reach land under my own power and (relatively) swiftly and safely, but it was still a big decision to head into the more serious waters of the North. Exciting though.
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