Musings of a mind obsessed with la Mode

Snip, slash, sketches and seams

I close my eyes and there are reams and reams

Of tulle and silk and satin and organza

Oh the quirks of this world and all its wild extravaganza!

Gabrielle Bonheur Chanel

The apt sequel called Karl Lagerfeld

Those infamous pearls and the ubiquitous tweed suit

The little black dress and N^o.5 to boot!

Of supermodels and runway shows

30 second changes and backstage chaos

Viv Westwood on a bicycle without her knickers on

Those delectable monogrammed totes by Louis Vuitton

The must have red-soled Louboutins

Not fearing death as much as a deadly faux-pas!

Fashion week mayhem and the reviewer’s flak

“Sequins are in” and “black is the new black!!”

Of perfectly tailored Balance and Cue

And the funky insanity of Moschino and Miu Miu

Of avant garde and couture and prêt-a-porter

The trickle down theory and knocking off from net-a-porter!

Of McQueen’s ode to Isabella Blow

And Fall’s delicious gingham and Savile Row

Oh it’s a crazy world where bizarre meets chic

Where Dior coexists with London’s High Street

Where Lesley became Twiggy and Elle did really have “The Body”

And the vision of a winged angel will forever be Heidi

It gave us our Manolos and Salvatores

And a Quantum of Valaya with Miyake’s “Pleats Please!”

It’s the land of the dandy

Of fashionistas and eye candy

Of yards of taffeta and luscious organdy

Of front row divas and inimitable style icons

Of Chalayans and Sabyasachis and Saabs and Peacocks

I open my eyes and see it all around me

The smell of N^o.19 in the air and the feel of suede beneath my feet

The charm of this wonderland has everyone mesmerized

It’s where the dreams are born and even more realized