As if to add to the slightly eccentric aura that hovers over this Swedish brand, Acne chose Kensington Palace, and specifically Princess Margaret’s former apartment, in which to launch itself on the catwalk. It then proceeded to blot out all trace of the walls, doors and floors. Dotted around the maze of ‘salons’ were men (were they ushers?) wearing too-short trousers, bow ties and funny hats that lit up messages. Pretentious, moi? Mais oui! Silly, really, when you think about it, because the collection is very good and would have stood up just as well on a regular catwalk. Highlights were: the nude leather jacket with native American stamp detail; black leather pieces studded with ball-bearings; the navy or red knee-length cotton jumper that zipped up at the back with black leather pulls; a silver python jacket, and the matte-black python clutch with a black rock clasp. In fact, there was much to admire if you’re a fashionable urbanite. Acne – it’s not just a label, it’s a mind set.
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