Tuesday, Marc Jacobs never usually impresses me--and the collection didn't really this time either--but I did like this hot pink, 80s rock chic, houndstooth-printed, belted, puffed-up mini (left) that I would've totally worn to my prom if I graduated in 1985, sans the beret.
Rodarte had some kind of like fairy-looking thing going on. So weird and bizarre. I only liked the blood red streaked ones.
Badgley Mischka was rocking the deep oranges and purples, mixing textures (left), and creating surprisingly gorgeous gowns.Vivienne Tam confused me a bit. I'm not sure why she was incorporating images of Mickey and Minnie mouse, or even how she was allowed to, but it seemed like she was designing a line for children. Whatevs.
Monique Lhuillier had a star-studded front row and once the clothes hit the runway it was clear why. She's got award show-ready gowns that only a well-fed star could fill out to perfection. I personally loved this two-dresses in one, gold sparkles mixed with pearl, white toga ensemble (left).
Narciso Rodriguez failed to impress this time around. I was only fond of one of his coats that's barely worth mentioning.
On Saturday, Mara Hoffman didn't really blow my mind, but if you look at the model walking away (left) she has a killer black sweater with a skeletal print that's mostly seen in men's clothing--and boy do I envy the boys' section.
And on Sunday, Twinkle's collection consisted of what I would like to refer to as transitional-wear. You know that period between summer and fall when you're not sure if it's too cold to not wear a jacket but too hot to wear one. The designer mixed sweaters with silky beach dresses (left). I feel like Goldilocks--it's just right.
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