I remembered her AW15 collection as being floaty and romantic, so the loud drumming music and aggressive models, strutting out together onto the stage to pose in a gang of neon pink, surprised me, pleasantly overwhelming my senses.
Androgyny was the name of the game, with Chen once again using a mix of male and female models to march her designs down the runway. Loose, ragged cuts draped over bodies, contrasting with structured metallic blazers and suits.
Perhaps the most interesting part of the collection were the unusual headdresses worn by some of the models; pink, woven and covering all of the models faces, sometimes with a tube extending out from the front of their face, allowing them to see.
There was a distinctly punky vibe to proceedings; the models were fierce in attitude, sporting Angel Chen tattoos on arms and necks, and even under eyes and on faces. Fishnets covered shoes, or shoes were totally absent, replaced by socks. The music reflected this feeling, one memorable lyric being ‘ejaculate it’, and the final walk saw all of the looks appearing back on the runway to The Dead Weather’s famously sulty I Can’t Hear You.
The transformation that Chen has gone through in the past six months is incredible, and certainly promised of amazing things to come. I, for one, will be watching with bated breath in February to see where she goes next.
Images: Mel Williams | Fashion Week Photograher