Initial reaction:

A grime-heavy show of subtle tailored elements and concise concepts mark Mazhar’s most grown up collection to date.

How they wore it:

With crisp white and pin stripe shirts, punctuated by black buttons. Trousers remained true to Mazhar’s urban-casual aesthetic, with billowing, slouchy silhouettes left low on the hips.

Urban armour:

PVC patched vests, sashes and slings strapped over shirts were reminiscent of bulletproof vests, while incredible face masks – from simple cloth coverings to complex contraptions of vents and straps – hinted at armour against urban elements. Stomping black New Rocks boots were fit for a warrior.

Crown jewels:

Dark emerald green, and glittered blue and pink panels were precious elements amidst a palette of red, black and white. An emerald shirt fell so softly it was almost fluid, and an emerald bomber and slouchy trouser combo felt luxe and sumptuous.

Name check:

It wouldn’t be Nasir Mazhar without a little self-promotion. NASIR MAZHAR printed tape looped around limbs and across the torso. It branded the top of satin boxer fighter shorts, and the hardware straps of backpacks and harnesses. A mash up of jewel coloured panels, name tape and photographic ephemera held under white mesh on the front of sweaters felt somewhat artistic. The final look was a riot of every panel, colour and idea from the collection – the final full stop.

Listen to the Nasir Mazhar show soundtrack, by Darq E Freaker, below:

Tracks - 666 Sauna, Butterscotch, Girls, Tempest Honey