So often when I’m working part of the day is spent waiting while the wardrobe stylist workers the folds of garments or fabrics to archive that oh so casual and unintended look. A perfect balance of styled effect with none of the evidence.

Wandering among piles of line and netting it did not take long to find that same effect occurring naturally in the heaps of textile casually thrown about. Like seeing an animal in the wild after only ever seeing it in the zoo. It made me laugh thinking of the hours of my life spent waiting and hoping to achieve this very thing.