That was thanks to my manager Emily, who was asked by a producer at Westwood to recommend new artists to use for their shows. She said she sends recommendations every year, but they never used her suggestions - until she began working with me and sent my music! So that was very flattering. I remember going to our first meeting at their London office, and loved hearing how passionate Andreas' team was. They also let me into their archive where they store all the pieces from every collection they ever did, I was like a kid in a candy store. Fashion is a totally different world, it's so frantic. I flew to Paris the day before the show and set up my laptop to make final changes to the music I'd been making, getting real-time feedback from producers who would find a few minutes to listen to snippets and give feedback, while around me casting directors were fitting models, seamstresses at a row of sewing machines finishing the last bits of garments, everyone running amok. I saw the venue for the first time only at 10pm before the show, we sound checked, then everyone went back to the office to work more. I ate a dosa and slept.
The morning of the show, we had our first and only run-through; then Vivienne came to me and asked if the music could be calmer, more ambient, slower buildup. Which was completely the opposite of what Andreas and his team had asked me to do! I said, "I actually do agree with you, Vivienne, but am I allowed to go against the direction of the entire team?" Andreas just gave me a look like, ‘let's do what she says’. It was amazing, because she was completely right. The music only hit the energetic peak at the last look, and continued as Andreas and Vivienne happily made their way down the runway, it was perfect. Then I got to DJ a disco set at a club that night, the most glamorous after-party I've ever seen, everyone scrambling to get in after the club reached max capacity. While I was trying to make it to the door, I heard Dimitra Petsa
, a brilliant designer and dear friend who made my wedding dress, scream my name; I grabbed her hand and yelled "please let us in! My set begins in 10 minutes!" We went on to dance all night, a glorious way to end the dizzying journey.