Darts tournaments usually feature polos, jeans, and the occasional “lucky” cap. Then Fallon Sherrock walked into the Masters wearing a fitted black leather skirt—and everything changed. The oche suddenly looked like a runway. The crowd? Dazed. The judges? Distracted.
The skirt hugged every curve, with just enough shimmer to make the lights bounce and fans squint. Pair it with her trademark confidence and a red top that screamed “glam queen,” and Fallon had already won the style game before throwing a single dart.
She stepped up, poised and powerful, looking like a Bond villain—but with better aim. The crowd didn’t know whether to cheer or bow. Her opponent? Busy trying not to stare.
Fallon delivered the darts, but the real bullseye was her style. That leather skirt made one thing clear: the oche isn’t just a place for scores—it’s Fallon’s personal catwalk.
