LONDON FASHION WEEK / — Oh New Years eve, the Ashley Williams girl made a pact to ditch technology and set about exploring the UK and all its monolithic marvels.

TO RALLY EVERY BLACK SHEEP IS MY GOAL
Julien Cope

TAKE ME DANCING NAKED IN THE RAIN
FEEL IT WASHING OVER ME
JOIN ME DANCING NAKED IN THE RAIN
COVER ME IN ESCTACY
Blue Pearl

Grabbing her charisma, uniqueness, nerve and talent she hopped on board a passing Megabus for a life enhancing expedition as a modern antiquarian. Whilst on the road, she realised she hadn’t packed appropriately so she swerved towards local hiking shops and set about customising their practical clobber en route. Like a delectable druid or an extraordinary Odinist, she would tie dye her dungarees whilst visiting breathtaking ruins, back in the glow of the summer solstice while studding her sliders with trademark diamant√© slogans, and dance on the cusp of a Highland spring whilst sporting a landing neon fleece and bucket hat combo.

THEY’RE JUSTIFIED AND THEY’RE ANCIENT
AND THE KNOW WHAT TIME IS LOVE
THEY’RE JUSTIFIED AND THEY’RE ANCIENT
DID THEY COME FROM UP ABOVE?
KLF

Connecting with her environmental bloodlines and natural heathen impulses, she further tapped into a dark folklore direct from Mother Earth and was re-born as a prehistoric pagan. Agnostic, blasphemous and sinful, yet all the while intoxicatingly bewitching, she case aside her lavender corduroys, and Patagonia style outerwear and embraced her inner necromancer. A sorceress, a soothsayer, and an enchantress so sexy she danced with the devil in the pale moonlight whilst playing his harp from hell. Replete in sheer tulle frocks flocked in barbed wire or SEX repeat graphic motifs, her bosoms emblazoned with feathers like a busty phoenix rising from the ashes of the bonfire she previously danced among. This was Nancy Down from The Craft attending the high school prom in her nightmare dress of dreams.

OOH, I, I JUST KNOW THAT SOMETHING GOOD IS GONNA HAPPEN
UTAH SAINTS…
UTAH SAINTS…
UTAH SAINTS…
YOU-U-YOU-UTAH SAINTS!
Utah Saints

Back to reality, she learnt many an important life lesson that night, no longer did she need to while away the hours pampering life’s complexities, she now realised it’s ok to harbour anxieties, just do your best and don’t worry. Get on board with the soothsayers and the naysayers and find your own higher ground, preferable on a hill. Talking of which, she found a factory whilst scouring the land that can basket weave a blue tartan suit just like the one worn by the iconic Cher Horowitz, but made from recycled plastic bottles and stitched in the factory right next door to the source.

Join the revolution and address druidion – it’s good to be a black sheep.

THERE’S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE
AND THAT’S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN
The Levellers

Words by Ben Reardon

Photos by Helle Moos, courtesy of Ashley Williams

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