I was especially looking forward to the Vivienne Westwood show, since I spent three years working at her showroom and store (when it still existed) in NYC.
Her venue was a similar setup to Milk Studios in New York - a big raw space where many designers were showing back to back. I wore my classic Westwood pirate boots, as well as a vintage Westwood brocade jacket and ring.
There were 2 different beauty looks. Some of the girls had on black wigs, crudely cut into bobs (V for Vendetta style), and their makeup included precisely painted on black eyebrows and skinny, sinister looking mustaches. The other girls had big, swept-up hair with a super smokey eye and matte magenta loose pigment pressed onto their lips.
The MAC artists used black eyeliner to draw around the lips in abstract form, adding a bit of child-inspired artistry that Vivienne said partially informed her collection.
The clothes were amazing, with tons of layered knits, drapey skirts and oversized slouchy jackets. But the most unbelievable part of the whole show was during the final walk when Viv came out for a bow and someone in the audience inexplicably threw a stuffed cat right at her head. She ducked and a model picked it up, snuggled with it, then started making out with the model next to her.