Highstreet Queen

Ph. Adam Katz Sinding Adam was the first person to ever shoot me on the cobblestone-grounds of Somerset House, all those seasons ago, and to this day I always hope I will come across his all black-clad, bearded-self on the streets of whichever city we are playing our seasonal game of show-hopping. On this day — day 2 — our paths crossed just as I was leaving fashion week headquarters, feeling a little worse for the wear in my high-street basics, surrounded by all the fashion glamazons about town. One would have thought my rolled-out-of-bed demeanour will have deterred him from pointing his lens in my direction . B ut no, he aimed this way, and...