A Love Letter to Browns as it celebrates its 50th Anniversary

There are experiences that you have throughout your life that undoubtedly shape parts or aspects of you. My experience at Browns Fashion in London shaped and solidified my love of fashion and media.

From the Ages of 21–24 I was the Senior press and marketing officer for Browns. Our tiny team worked above the retail store, tucked away on the top floor of a 3-story townhouse. Like Rapunzel but with power, hidden away, with insatiable curiosity, poised, ready to pursue ambitions that stretched far beyond our tower.

My VP of communications was a 6ft Glamazon who had to crouch to move around our dobby-like workspace. In the winter it was freezing, in the rain, buckets caught the water dripping from the roof, and in the summer, it was a hot box. At one time there were 6 of us, most under the age of 25, packed into hobbit-sized-accommodation, shouting and tripping over each other. It was a hole, but with hindsight, I can say I loved it!

I was surrounded by the best fashion and style, new brands mixed with a rich legacy, the ability to call any design house in the world, some of the trickiest personalities I’ve ever had to navigate, and acres of freedom to make mistakes, grow and learn.

I’m writing this love letter at a time when Browns celebrates its 50th Anniversary.