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Liza Keane SS27
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“Are you wearing anything super expensive?” asked a member of Liza Keane’s team as we took our place on the front row. Only half-joking, she warned that our seats were “directly in the splash zone” at Keane’s debut catwalk, taking place in the dimly lit bowels of 180 The Strand.
Just in front of our seats, at the centre of the runway, was an installation by radical design studio playbody. Six pillars of concrete breezeblocks held up a large panel constructed from metal scaffolding poles; a black, tarpaulin-lined trough lay on the floor below it, and a border of soil lined the entire perimeter. As the room fell dark and an ominous score by DJ Hezen began, six bodies painted silver and stripped to their briefs climbed the breezeblocks and hoisted the panel onto their shoulders. A hose overhead began spurting water onto the panel, sending liquid through its gauze-like surface in a downpour reminiscent of Alexander McQueen’s SS98 Golden Shower finale.
As models made their way through the structure, they splashed through the water and tracked mud across the concrete floor. They came dressed in waxed leather, trailing black cloaks, gauzy white dresses and shredded fabrics. Some had bows and arrows slung across their bodies; one carried a blonde-haired baby bound to their chest, while the opening look wore a pair of distressed angel wings, lengths of fabric trailing behind in the muddy water. Since graduating from Central Saint Martins in 2022, Keane has been building a dark, decaying world through her clothes, transmuting inner states into physical forms. Rain On My Parade, her SS27 London Fashion Week debut, was the latest iteration of that world.
The narrative of Rain On My Parade takes place in the aftermath of an undisclosed disaster. According to Keane’s show notes, ash is still falling and survivors have been left “emptied – of hope, of beauty, of desire”. Their skin has hardened into hide, while leather has become “keratinised into the body rather than worn against it”, perforated and gashed like the skin beneath it. Think a Hunger Games district on steroids.
While the finished show imagined the aftermath of a disaster, getting there required making sure a real one didn’t happen. In the week leading up to her runway debut, Dazed followed Keane through final alterations, last-minute decisions and all-nighters as the show came together. Read Liza Keane’s Diary of a Debut below.
ADHD IN OVERDRIVE
Stressy day. Meetings one after another, struggling to find time to pattern-cut a trouser. Reviewing show music as it’s playing in the background whilst I work simultaneously. My ADHD is getting to roam free as my job demands my focus switch 263792946389 a second.
A SPECIAL DELIVERY
Started my day on the bike, taking calls from photography and production teams. Popped into the production studio on the way for a fitting. Bleached some pants. Finished a pant pattern and toiled it. Satisfying moment. Also, our much-awaited baby finally arrived. Made me happy to put him on the rail finally. Gonna spend the rest of the evening cutting racing leather.
AN EARLY NIGHT (2AM)
Started the day off with dying fabric with my intern, Gabriel. Mid day had to pop out for a light test with Uma (my dog) on the bike. Lots of running around. In the evening, I started to fit one of the hardest pants on my bf. He got very bored eventually, and we left the studio around 2am. Actually, a relatively early night for me these days.
THE CHAOS BEFORE THE STORM
Today was one of the most hectic days leading up to the show. Everyone just left for the day, and I’m exhausted and kinda relieved in this stillness, but I still have a pair of pants, a dress and a bag to cut before tomorrow morning. Fun times 🙁
DEADLINE DAY
Today was the last day to finish all samples, so it was hard.
CASTING SPELLS
Today we started the casting. Yuri, my casting director, is a wizard. And the studio team have been so tight with making the fittings happen. Feeling blessed.
NO SLEEP, ANOTHER ALTERATION
Now it’s the last push. We still have quite a bit of casting left to do. In the middle of all this, we are still finishing some of the garments. My dog Uma came to support at the studio. Whenever the models went to do their walk, she obviously had to join in.
In the end, I didn’t sleep. My assistant Gabriel and I stayed up, with me finishing the last few alterations and Gabriel working on the feathers. I had a BBC radio interview, so me and Gabriel practiced with some pretend interviews to wake us up.
FIVE STARS FOR LIZA (AND FOR THE UBER DRIVER)
On Monday at around nine in the morning, I almost fell asleep at the sewing machine. My sister Lilia and my assistant Liv came around 10 to help with loading, but I was still sewing.
When the Uber came, he saw the amount of stuff we had with us and refused to take us, but at that point we were already so late. I told him where we were going and how important it was for me, and he kindly took us in. Very kind man.
We ended up being an hour late to the venue. My sister is such a trooper; she was sorting out all the last-minute drama over the phone. I just closed my eyes and let myself have a little bit of stillness before we plunged into it again at the venue
The rest of the day went like a blink of an eye. I loved it. I’m so happy. So grateful. Even through it all, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Liza Keane SS27
Gallery / 28 images
“Are you wearing anything super expensive?” asked a member of Liza Keane’s team as we took our place on the front row. Only half-joking, she warned that our seats were “directly in the splash zone” at Keane’s debut catwalk, taking place in the dimly lit bowels of 180 The Strand.
Just in front of our seats, at the centre of the runway, was an installation by radical design studio playbody. Six pillars of concrete breezeblocks held up a large panel constructed from metal scaffolding poles; a black, tarpaulin-lined trough lay on the floor below it, and a border of soil lined the entire perimeter. As the room fell dark and an ominous score by DJ Hezen began, six bodies painted silver and stripped to their briefs climbed the breezeblocks and hoisted the panel onto their shoulders. A hose overhead began spurting water onto the panel, sending liquid through its gauze-like surface in a downpour reminiscent of Alexander McQueen’s SS98 Golden Shower finale.
As models made their way through the structure, they splashed through the water and tracked mud across the concrete floor. They came dressed in waxed leather, trailing black cloaks, gauzy white dresses and shredded fabrics. Some had bows and arrows slung across their bodies; one carried a blonde-haired baby bound to their chest, while the opening look wore a pair of distressed angel wings, lengths of fabric trailing behind in the muddy water. Since graduating from Central Saint Martins in 2022, Keane has been building a dark, decaying world through her clothes, transmuting inner states into physical forms. Rain On My Parade, her SS27 London Fashion Week debut, was the latest iteration of that world.
The narrative of Rain On My Parade takes place in the aftermath of an undisclosed disaster. According to Keane’s show notes, ash is still falling and survivors have been left “emptied – of hope, of beauty, of desire”. Their skin has hardened into hide, while leather has become “keratinised into the body rather than worn against it”, perforated and gashed like the skin beneath it. Think a Hunger Games district on steroids.
While the finished show imagined the aftermath of a disaster, getting there required making sure a real one didn’t happen. In the week leading up to her runway debut, Dazed followed Keane through final alterations, last-minute decisions and all-nighters as the show came together. Read Liza Keane’s Diary of a Debut below.
ADHD IN OVERDRIVE
Stressy day. Meetings one after another, struggling to find time to pattern-cut a trouser. Reviewing show music as it’s playing in the background whilst I work simultaneously. My ADHD is getting to roam free as my job demands my focus switch 263792946389 a second.
A SPECIAL DELIVERY
Started my day on the bike, taking calls from photography and production teams. Popped into the production studio on the way for a fitting. Bleached some pants. Finished a pant pattern and toiled it. Satisfying moment. Also, our much-awaited baby finally arrived. Made me happy to put him on the rail finally. Gonna spend the rest of the evening cutting racing leather.
AN EARLY NIGHT (2AM)
Started the day off with dying fabric with my intern, Gabriel. Mid day had to pop out for a light test with Uma (my dog) on the bike. Lots of running around. In the evening, I started to fit one of the hardest pants on my bf. He got very bored eventually, and we left the studio around 2am. Actually, a relatively early night for me these days.
THE CHAOS BEFORE THE STORM
Today was one of the most hectic days leading up to the show. Everyone just left for the day, and I’m exhausted and kinda relieved in this stillness, but I still have a pair of pants, a dress and a bag to cut before tomorrow morning. Fun times 🙁
DEADLINE DAY
Today was the last day to finish all samples, so it was hard.
CASTING SPELLS
Today we started the casting. Yuri, my casting director, is a wizard. And the studio team have been so tight with making the fittings happen. Feeling blessed.
NO SLEEP, ANOTHER ALTERATION
Now it’s the last push. We still have quite a bit of casting left to do. In the middle of all this, we are still finishing some of the garments. My dog Uma came to support at the studio. Whenever the models went to do their walk, she obviously had to join in.
In the end, I didn’t sleep. My assistant Gabriel and I stayed up, with me finishing the last few alterations and Gabriel working on the feathers. I had a BBC radio interview, so me and Gabriel practiced with some pretend interviews to wake us up.
FIVE STARS FOR LIZA (AND FOR THE UBER DRIVER)
On Monday at around nine in the morning, I almost fell asleep at the sewing machine. My sister Lilia and my assistant Liv came around 10 to help with loading, but I was still sewing.
When the Uber came, he saw the amount of stuff we had with us and refused to take us, but at that point we were already so late. I told him where we were going and how important it was for me, and he kindly took us in. Very kind man.
We ended up being an hour late to the venue. My sister is such a trooper; she was sorting out all the last-minute drama over the phone. I just closed my eyes and let myself have a little bit of stillness before we plunged into it again at the venue
The rest of the day went like a blink of an eye. I loved it. I’m so happy. So grateful. Even through it all, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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