A Luella Bartley show is always a bit of a music scene, and this season was no exception. At her show on Monday morning, the tapped-in designer—who took home the British Fashion Awards’ Designer of the Year trophy in 2008—had Kanye West and Bob Geldof in the audience, Lissy Trullie and Pixie Geldof on the runway, and Primal Scream main man Bobby Gillespie behind the decks. Gillespie has been doing the Luella music for a few seasons now, and after her catwalk had closed up shop, Bartley explained their intense collaborative process. “Basically, I go round to his house and we hang out and listen to records,” the designer said, as she bounced one of her sons in her arms. “It’s pretty complicated.” Perhaps she’ll be giving Gillespie his own music column in the forthcoming Luella magazine? “There is no magazine,” Bartley said, with a roll of her eyes. “I’m really not sure how that rumor got started.” Some rumors just are too good to be true, apparently, but Bartley was serious about quashing this one. “I think,” she said, as son number two did a zigzag around her, “that I’ve got plenty on my plate as it is.”
Chloë Sevigny has turned up in London from shooting a movie in Wales adapted from the autobiography of the drug smuggler Howard Marks. “It’s called Mr. Nice, and I’m playing his wife Judy,” she told a group of guests she’d invited to dinner at The Double Club, the London phenomenon underwritten by Miuccia Prada and designed by Carsten Höller, whose situationist installations have caught the imagination of Londoners since he designed a series of shute-tubes in the Tate Modern for the population and their kids to play on. Sevigny was there to check out the half-Congolese, half-Western setup and give friends, including Pat McGrath and Edward Enninful, James Kaliardos, Roland Mouret, and Katy England and her husband, Primal Scream’s Bobby Gillespie, the heads-up on her new collection for Opening Ceremony. She’ll be back in the Double Club on Sunday to present a “men’s collection for women,” she was telling everyone. The wide-legged navy slouchy pants she was wearing really whet the appetite.