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The Stella McCartney Eclipse super sneakers and the Queen on the Front Row

In her "Laura Loves" Vogue column this week, model and photographer Laura Bailey writes about her burgeoning passion for the Stella McCartney Eclipse super sneakers. She said she slipped her feet into the attention-seeking, silvery hologrammed footwear on a day last week when the first shy burst of spring emerged, and strangers stopped her on the street.

Laura said these were the trainers she had dreamt of when she was twelve. She also pledged that one day she would be the kind of old lady who wore this type of trainer, with vintage Chanel and a plait to her waist. Some things change and some things don't, she concluded.

That's the end state for all of us right there, this reporter believes. No one wants to end up a dried out old husk, draped in elasticated polyester. We want to be eccentric old birds with disco balls on our feet.

Speaking of which, the Queen surprised absolutely everyone - even those, it appeared, who invited her - when taking her place on the Front Row for the last day of London Fashion Week yesterday (Tuesday).

This was the first time Her Majesty had ever been to London Fashion Week in all her 91 years and she was there as a special guest to watch Richard Quinn's show. There was a hush as she entered the room, with the audience standing up to greet her and get their instagram snaps.

A special cushion was placed on her seat and she sat there on the Front Row next to the queen of fashion, American Vogue editor, Anna Wintour. The Queen, a style icon herself, wore an ice-blue skirt suit, black handbag, black gloves and sensible shoes.

Onlookers said she looked relaxed, despite it being her first time, and even placed her handbag on the floor in good 'FROW' style. She was seen to share a joke with Ms Wintour, who was bedecked as usual in her signature sunglasses.

There was much speculation over what Her Majesty must have thought of avant garde, fashion designer Quinn's collection. The British-born designer, who graduated from Central Saint Martins in 2016, is famous for outfits with scarves that cover the model's faces - a la Leigh Bowery in the 1980's. That look was in evidence on the catwalk, along with scarves of the more classic variety, which Quinn said was an ode to the neck wear the Queen is known to favour at Balmoral.

But what people really wanted to know was what Her Majesty's inner thoughts were when a model paraded down the catwalk in a leather mac, a neon-yellow motorcycle helmet and elbow length PVC gloves.

Naturally, the Queen looked on politely, wearing her much-practised poker face, but what was she thinking? That it was shocking, or did she giggle about it with Prince Philip later? Who can tell - but oh, wouldn't we like to know.

After the show, the Queen went on to present Quinn with the inaugural Queen Elizabeth II award for British design organised by the British Fashion Council. Introducing her, the BFC's chief executive, Caroline Rush, said: "Your Majesty, I know you do not wish to be know as a fashion icon but for all of us in this room, who have this utmost respect for you...we know you undoubtedly are."

The Queen at London Fashion Week. What can be coming next? A pair of Stella McCartney's Eclipse super sneakers and a plait down to her waist? Maybe in her heart Her Majesty is already there and it is only the bounds of royal protocol that prevent her. Wouldn't that be marvelous.

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