Jonathan Anderson, London’s favorite new kid, hails from Northern Ireland. His collection, aptly named JW Anderson (his middle name is William) started with menswear—classic, masculine shapes made of unexpected, versatile fabrics—before branching into women’s wear almost two years ago. Now he’s whipping up coveted jewelry and developing high street collaborations. We gave Anderson the ten-question treatment and found out about his love of sharpies and naughty dreams—and why he hates the word ‘luxury.’
ELLE: What is your favorite smell?
ELLE: What do you consider the epitome of happiness?
JWA: When everything lines up and it comes out of nowhere.
ELLE: How do you define luxury?
JWA: Ooh I hate the word luxury. It always always reminds me of “luxury” bars of soap.
ELLE: What is the last dream you remember?
JWA: I only remember the naughty ones.
ELLE: What’s your favorite childhood memory?
JWA: One Christmas when my parents built my brother and my sister a sweet shop which came with a till and it was called “The Anderson Sweet Shop.”
ELLE: What’s the last book you read and loved?
JWA: The Orton Diaries by John Lahr.
ELLE: Describe your home’s aesthetic.
JWA: Too many ceramic bowls, too many piles of books and not enough seating.
ELLE: What are your vices?
JWA: My vices are going too far , and obviously coffee and cigarettes.
ELLE: Describe yourself in five words or less.
JWA: Up and down, compulsive, hard, smiley, obsessive.
ELLE: What possession will you never throw away?