Dear British Fashion Council (BFC),

I arrived at the BFC tent today ravenous and enquired politely about the existence of some form of carbohydrates. I was pointed in the direction of a platter containing a pile of the teeniest smoked salmon and cream cheese bagels you ever did see - barely bigger than a two pence coin. I appreciate the efforts to feed the masses of fashionistas, impatiently waiting for the next show to start, but would much prefer not to starve my way through LFW.

Yours hungrily,

Hannah Kane