The idea? A celebration of the best music and fashion from the 40s, 50s, 60s and 70s to come out of good old Britain. The reality? Staying true to British tradition, the heavens opened soaking the fashion parade of unusual festival-goers donned in fabulous frocks, blazers and heels but sliding in mud in the name of fashion has to be done, daarling!

Feeling as if I'd stumbled upon a film set as I made my way down the pop-up high street,I was reunited with the lovely Reemé and Nina backstage in The Vintage Catwalk Theatre, sponsored by Grazia. The narrow area was soon to be packed with an eager team of make up artists, hairdressers, stylists, models and the Molly Parkin- legendary fashion editor for Nova magazine, Harpers & Queen and The Sunday Times in the swinging 60s. But before we could be graced with her eccentric enigma, there were models to be fitted for Pattie Boyd's show and organizing Molly's 60+ piece collection (all in a space not quite large enough to swing the proverbial cat) plus solving how to get coat hangers out of a locked room. There's a lot more to styling when you're assisting a stylist, you know.

Now, let's say you wanted to excite a team of fashion design student dressers. Present them with Molly's chosen muse Bronwen Pugh (Lady Astor), eight male models, clothing rails jam packed with Molly's flamboyant attire consisting of capes, wigs and dresses bright enough to make up for the distinct lack of sun outside and the woman herself looking like an empress in an emerald green cape and purple hat with what looked like fabric irises embellishing the top. As she complimented a model's nipples and referred to the length of dresses as ‘cock-skimming length’, her catwalk was set to be an androgynous masterpiece. Thanks to the help of Reemé's styling and Nina's choreography, the essence of Molly’s vision of the morning-after-one-heated-60s-night-before was undeniably hot.
Pattie Boyd's show, featuring the designs of Ossie Clarke, Thea Porter, Biba and Bus Stop to name a few, also went down a treat. With the likes of cute, quirky 'Noddy' printed dungarees and the combination of an Electric Fittings cherry print yellow satin blouse underneath Mr. Freedom red velvet dungarees, it's not surprising we all wanted the collection in replacement of our own wardrobes.

Needless to say after The Collective's day's work was over, our stomachs were crying out for attention. Three plates of bangers and mash later (unfortunately not so appealing to the vegetarian among us) and we were headed home, away from the fashion frolic filled fields and the sounds of Sophie Ellis Bextor. Nice back garden Lord March. Vintage at Goodwood 2011, we are ready for you.