I can remember it like yesterday when this young man appeared on the scene and I immediately thought well here is the next generation’s Bill Blass. It didn’t take long for Demi Moore to appear in one of delicious creations and I was convinced had the goods to be a 21st century Blass!
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HOW WRONG COULD I HAVE BEEN!
A brilliant start tuned out to be this seasonal jumble of clothes, some of which I will say are pretty (not many, but some) and every season it’s just clothes and apparently everything old is new again… from the original Ungaro-esque shirring to the puddling mammoth bell bottoms to bare midriffs and so much more.
My feeling is that when a middling woman’s designer suddenly turns to menswear to bloat a collection that it is a foreboding of what’s to come and it’s not good! There is no cohesion to the collection and no signature which seems to be the M.O. of almost all designers.
You have a
look and see you tell me ... what, what, where, why and does he know something no
one else knows?
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