That I feel reasonably at home at NZFW nowadays is hardly to say I always did. In fact, being here again often reminds me of the unfortunate way I did start out. One of my friends (and once photographer) Mallory – long-time followers may recall the name – joined me at a show just yesterday. We talked of old NZFW posts here on Currently Loving, particularly our previous shoot locations (if behind restaurants of Wynyard Quarter is deserving of such credibility). Around this time, blurry photos were acceptable. So too was shit lighting and quoting yourself in your own…