For those of us drawn to fashion not as noise but as narrative — something that holds memory, craft and intention — this February showing marked an important moment. It is an enduring collection.

The tunnel shot to fame in 2008 when Banksy hosted a street art festival here, and it’s been a living canvas ever since. You’ll see huge murals, tiny tags, political messages, playful characters — and often artists mid-spray.

You see echoes of her style in corseted silhouettes, exaggerated skirts, soft pastels, and unapologetic femininity — from designers like Dior to the punk-inflected rebellion of Vivienne Westwood. It’s fascinating to realise how one woman’s image still shapes how we think about luxury, excess, and feminine power centuries later.

At the centre is a huge ten-metre-long glowing blue figure lying inside a glass casket, half-human and half-fantasy, slowly rising and falling as if breathing. It’s strangely peaceful, almost hypnotic, and you can sit right there on the steps surrounding it.