What would London fashion week be without lots of leathery treats for upper-class sexually-suppressed chaps to ogle? There's only so much Luella and Viv we can politely swallow.

Jasper Conran, super-slick design supremo, delivered all the fancy naughty bits a West End gent could possibly fantasise about. Saucy.

Shoreditch hairdresser Charlie Le Mindu wrapped models heads in rat skins and real human hair hats. He's a character straight off the next Mighty Boosh for sure. Noel are you reading this? Write this in: Le Mindu's clients include Chicks on Speed and Carrie Mundane. He has a pop up salon at Tatty Devine's Soho jewellery store is renowned for the reverse mohawk (shaved down the middle ya'll). He is also one to wear the skinniest of skinny jeans, a gnarly undercut and thick rimmed glasses. Monsieur is too chouette for school.

Ah London. Two more reasons your fashion week is the most creative in the world.