Sit Front Row at a Fashion Show

“So imagine how anxious I was when Very Good Light was invited to sit front row – or as the fashion tribe calls it, FROW – at the VFILES show? What would I wear? Should I go more street? What about that skirt I bought the other day, can I do something with that? [...] Upon entering the stadium, loud music and smoke greeted my nerve-sprinkled senses. The show was a lot bigger and high-production than I expected. My mind started to panic. What if I don’t look the part? Is my outfit too boring? Do I belong here? The saving grace, at least for the moment, was when I introduced myself as press and was led to my front row seat. Ah, there’s nothing quite like the power-trip of establishing yourself as someone with clout.”

“The notional blindfolds that we wore on our train ride in pre-Covid times had been replaced by linen masks (the eco-friendly fabric of the future) that were handed out along with a refillable, pocket-sized glass bottle of hand sanitiser upon entering our mini-van (strictly three people per vehicle, for obvious reasons). Bureau de Betak handled the specifics – and safety was a priority – but there was an undeniable frisson of excitement.”