I can't abide the idea of online shopping. How could I possibly buy a piece without having a chance to touch it, to feel its texture, bury my hands in the endearingly scratchy mohair or to suss out whether it's the kind of jersey that will bobble after one 30˚C spin? Bernard Chandran's collection would never be done justice on an online store. With these colours, and these textures; velvet, maribou, silk, mesh, quilting...you need to see these clothes up close and in the glorious flesh. I swooned first for the choicest palette of orange and magenta (any intimate of mine can testify to the quantity of this division of the colour spectrum in my wardrobe), and then swooned again for the 'yeti' dresses. There was a fair bit of yeti action going on in London, with the Zara white fur proving a popular choice for facing the freeze, and an impressively formidable maroon yeti made an entrance in the audience at the Fulton/Koma show (although there was a bit too much yeti and not enough woman in that coat). Chandran's yeti twins were far more chic; think Big Bird after an edgy bob and coloured rinse at the salon. Maribou feathers also formed the neckline of a beautiful black evening gown, and they moved beautifully in the breeze down the catwalk. The 60s Carnaby Street coloured pieces were juxtaposed with very futuristic silhouettes in black quilted coats and minimalist minidresses in velvet. The Model Army finale made for a very 21st century picture; the perfect blend of uplifting colour and elegant shapes.