On the eve of London Fashion Week,
conscious crowds of cognoscenti,
seek sneak peeks
of all-things designer, emerging,
in scheduled lines,
the coup, is to be fashionably late…
Pull-up, just outside of time,
to kiss the air with countless creatives,
who have a date with bated breath,
to ponder the result of
pieces they had seen,
and prelim states.
Art-in-motion, is their stylised fate.
the scenic standard sets the mood…
Lumens brightly skate and bounce
as technique has its shining moment,
leaves the runway
and then quickly fades
… that’s the time technology comes through.
complement the see-now, buy-now multitude..
… But that is all en route…
Today, is just the interlude…
Upon the morrow,
workin’ it, from B.T.S to L.F.W,
will dictate gilt-edged grit,
street-wise, hi-vis attitude…
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