


Renlisu top and trousers, Nike sneakers, vintage earrings.
Whenever I’m in London, a trip to Chinatown is a must. Not that there is a particular restaurant of supermarket I desperately need to hit up, but I just need those vibez. We ventured over on a busy LFW day, and it proved to be an adventure. Dressed in my electric suit from Renli Su, I turned into a temporary tourist attraction. Optimistic tourists passing through asked for pictures and I felt a bit like I was on Disney princess/mafia character duty. I obliged, peaceful and welcoming.
I obviously didn’t take any of it personally: it was all the suit. I first found out about Renli Su through her collab with the Dong Liang store in Beijing. Her remix of Mark Rothko’s colorplay, the elegance of Victorian-era women and her Tibetan roots made her clothes a Desirable Number One on my list – located smack center between China and the UK (which is also where my brain happens to chill most of these days.) Aesthetic-wise, her clothes take me to another era – a time where people want to express rather than impress. And I like that. A lot.