The head teacher that marked Hood By Air’s class report this semester (replacing the traditional show notes) has clearly not been paying attention. Yes, Shayne Oliver and his fellowship of ingenuous collaborators may have been absent for 69 of the 180 working days and tardy on the remaining 111 but they’ve had a revolution on their hands. It would be foolish to underestimate their impact on fashion and beyond, not just with what they do but how they do it too. Some would do well to study them.
The ruckus that bellowed from backstage seemed more sinister than it turned out to be. One by one, the HBA class stomped down and around the runway before taking a seat at the rows of chairs facing us, their faces bearing the results of one too many YouTube ‘contouring’ tutorials and their uniforms in tatters. Everything was shredded and pieced back together with zippers and ties - white shirts were off-the-bust, not just off-the-shoulder, ruffles and pleats were added to hemlines, a sugary pink shade of leather was almost unsettling, buttocks were freed and the best school backpack ever was revealed in the shape of a quilted cushion. The denim pieces were particularly stunning, especially a long denim shirt/dress with oversized sleeves embellished at the shoulders with black and white pearls. Bored and unimpressed by all of us (who could blame them), they rushed out of view the minute the bell rang - saved by the bell from the monotony of convention. School’s out.