AFW: Sweaters and Knitwear [Day 3]

So we continue on our trek into Adam Fashion Week, as the gates shut for the final time on London Fashion Week 2011. And what a week it's been - beautiful collections from the cream of the crop from Britain. Makes you want to grab that Geri Halliwell-style dress with the Union Jack on it, and prance about in the middle of town. Obviously.

Finally getting home brings a decent internet connection, and a decent internet connection brings sadness, seeing as I can't buy my wonderfully pretentious wish lists on every fashion website known to man. And woman.

I tell you one thing though - there is a lot of excitement surrounding Autumn/Winter '11, and with cold weather comes sweaters and knitwear. Linking me very, very nicely (and ever so slightly conveniently) to today's topic for AFW.

Now today at LFW was Menswear Day, and so out came all the various collections that were to attempt to impress all the blokes, but just excited the women as every man did the normal blokey thing of 'Yeah, that's nice. Yeah, that's good. Yeah, that's great.' But knitwear in A/W '11 will be long, bright, and a bit weedy, if you get what I mean. Nothing chunky, but it'll look like it's dripping off your arse.

That became apparent from James Long's catwalk show, where each piece of knitwear looked a little like this...

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Or what about Omar Kashoura's show, where they all looked like this...

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Now my knitwear is hardly sumptuous, but I have a jumper for every occasion. And yes, hoodies count. There's my now infamous cashmere-blend grey jumper from Next, my Hollister long-collared pullover, there's a Hollister hoodie or two hiding somewhere, a couple of nice blue Gap sweaters, and then we have Adam's ultimate bad buy. This won't ever be bettered - it's just a horrific, horrific buy that will inevitably embarrass me several times in my life. I suggest you shield your eyes.

An H&M pea green sweater, that is even worse in real-life. I've just been burnt from just picking it up, it's that bad.

But we'll gloss over that as quickly as we possibly can. Today's outfit consisted of ripped Levi jeans, a generic grey most-definitely-not-another-Hollister-tee-but-secretly-another-Hollister-tee under an orange and blue checked Hollister shirt, off-white Converse, and a collection of bags that between Isobel and I, made Mariah Carey look like she'd packed light.

I'm a little obsessed with Hollister. It's more of an addiction. I don't want any more, but I have to keep buying it. But, bear in mind I personally haven't bought a piece of clothing in 6 months. Bastard bank accounts.

Pictures from the catwalks very kindly pinched from the official London Fashion Week website. Ta dahlings.

Taken from General Musings of an Idiot: http://gmoai.posterous.com