Sometimes you stumble upon a new designer so exciting they make the blisters, Google Map breakdowns and Pret heartburn of Fashion Weeks feel worthwhile. I'm talking basic level working here by the way folks, pretty sure Wintour doesn't share these woes.

I was fortunate to chat with super friendly and talented new Ukranian Designer Yasya Minochkina and get to have a peek at her stunning S/S14 collection. The sheer bombers, tennis skirts and over-sized turtle necks had a modern feel whilst nodding to 90s minimalism. Basically it was gawp inducing to behold.

This collection is like a beacon at the end of a long dark tunnel, like a burger and chips at the end of fashion week. Spring waits on the on the other side of winter. It is our reward for enduring a million ass over tit moments on skiddy ice, zillions of awful perfume adverts, pitch-black mornings, sequin clad squealing Xmas parties and overly fondled cardboard resembling buffet food. This collection is the biggest reward of all.

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