As all three readers of this blog will know, I own a replica Apollo 11 space suit.
Up until recently London Fashion Week has set up camp every year in the square outside our offices at Somerset House.
The square fills with the most glorious peacocks, showing their plumage to the assembled paparazzi.
I occasionally commute to work in my suit.
On the way to the office during London Fashion Week I decided to see whether I could create any ripples in the fashion community.
Just before I arrived, I ‘accessorised’ my suit with a scarf that I had in my bag.
I walked in and turned a few heads. The paparazzi descended on me.
I got interviewed for Italian fashion TV.
The next day I appeared in the London Fashion Week newspaper and on loads of blogs.
Twelve months later this happened on the catwalk:
A humble office worker changed the course of fashion history. Dare to dream, people. Dare to dream.