Val Garland and Gareth Pugh’s Fetishistic Veils

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“In the Eighties, the whole point of going out was getting dressed up,” remembers Val Garland of her clubbing heyday in London’s Soho. “It didn’t matter if people thought you looked shocking, or ugly, as long as they asked, ‘Who’s that girl?’ Plus, the more outrageous you looked, the better chance you had of getting in; nobody wanted the people inside to look like they’d just wandered in off the street.”

The haunts that Garland frequented – clubs such as Fred’s and…