First round-up of what is going on at the Fall-Winter 2024/25 London Fashion Week
Tag: EDWARD CRUTCHLEY
Are you not weary, O desert dust witches? I cannot see who waltzes with you In close embrace. But your lips meet hotly in kisses, your hair is disheveled, your ribbons are flying, your skirts are in tatters. The music you dance to it comes from fiddles bewitched.