Sibling promised an homage to Blondie and didn’t disappoint - their army of the primmest punks imaginable blurred the line between glamour and grunginess so flawlessly queen Deb would be proud. Skirtsuits that would bring a tear to your mother’s eye were re-imagined in metallic lurex and denim, crowned with huge hairsprayed black wigs and worn with button down polo shirts tucked underneath. A black PVC mini-trench with a mongolian fur trim almost resembled the classiest thing you could ever find digging around in a Soho charity shop and chunky pink ankle height socks toughened spindly black high heels.
Models clutched super long knitted scarves dotted with spiky balls of diamante, reminding everyone this was, of course, still knit-masters Sibling and that even exhbitionists need to keep warm. Ideas of fetishwear worked well throughout; who knew a nipple making itself known underneath a knitwear polo-neck and fuschia PVC bodice could be quite that sexy? As an afterthought, the collection, with its bright oranges, diamante and puffy fur trims can almost be summed up in one, genius fabric; hot pink fishnet patterned knitwear, which existed somewhere in the realm of granny lost in a sex shop. While a few geometric print knit dresses might have erred slightly on the wrong side of Patricia Field, the general consensus is that Sibling continue to rule the waves.