For the viewers, packed onto benches in tight corridor formation, there's usually a twisted avant-garde reference to unpack - an obscure South London religious cult or a NSFW piece of gay erotica.But for spring/summer 18, he dispensed with all that - hell, he even dispensed with his regulation blue jumper, taking his bow in a washed-out green T-shirt. Gone too was the tight, corridor catwalk formation. The audience sat on bog-standard plastic conference chairs arranged in a coil formation around a central display of art objects - some borrowed and others, like the Noguchi illustration of a man in a yoga pose, from Anderson's own collection. It all set the tone for clothes that were stripped back, spare, simple and wearable - an antidote to the hysteria of radical shapes that Anderson has explored before. What was going on? The seed idea was "the calm before the storm," said the designer backstage.
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