"My most anticipated fashion week opportunity to date clashed with a potential gig at a drag bar, and I had to choose: queens or JW Anderson? I went with the latter and shelved my future as a gin decanter in Soho, in exchange for a feeling I shall never forget.
Hosted in Topshop's Show Space and perfectly lit by neons, the (at the time) emerging designer presented a stream of quilted biker jackets, ruffle hems, and minimalism known as 'The Treatment Room.' These garments will forever be etched in my brain, acting as an example of when I prioritized my heart over my head. It wasn't my first show, nor was it an aesthetic that particularly drew me in at first; I just knew it was the beginning of something special. That feeling was thick in the air. Cosmically, it was where I was meant to be." — Lucy Kenny, assistant editor, UK