I’m seated at the entrance of The Factory of New York in the late sixties, early seventies with me as the sort of Warhol-esque character with all these designers and artists and performers and models who are part of that house. The fashion collection is a big room in the house but it is essentially bringing together fashion, art and music…. The House of Blue...

Speechless, I was left speechless after this show. I’m still not entirely sure what to say. Firstly I will say that I do think Johnny Blue Eyes is a great stylist, and his work is creative and exciting. But as a designer, I just don’t get it.