If there was one thing working harder at London Fashion Week than the entire front row put together it was the humble cotton shirt. Not that hard, you may think, given all the front row do is pose for pictures and sip champagne. To which I say, just wait until you see these shirts.
On the pavements outside the shows, there was the classic white variety and longer length tunics; collarless, cropped and cutaway, with flared sleeves and pie-crust collars. Some were dresses, others were worn back to front and unbuttoned to show a bit of shoulder blade; more were styled as jackets and some were even strapless. Strapless!
Then there were the shirts that had been chopped up, reworked and re-imagined into garments that