Roland Mouret can always be counted on for plenty of
old-school sex appeal; he can turn a few yards of fabric into a show-stopping, ultra-sexy cocktail dress with just a pinch and a tuck.
In keeping with his reputation, Mouret showed plenty of
dramatic, body-skimming tops held together by nothing
more than a leather rosette; goddess dresses were
suspended by only a piece of glittery adhesive tape.
If you can't quite picture yourself taking the subway
at rush hour wearing a satin handkerchief, you'll be
glad to know that there were also sensible fitted
jeans and skirts with leather inlays, and a couple of
tuxedolike suits and jackets.
In a world of increasingly homogenous dressing, Mouret
has clearly carved out a distinctive niche for
himself. Still, one wishes he would explore new
territoryat times his collection was simply
repetitive, and it didn't help matters that many
pieces were embellished with the same glitter-trimmed
holes as last season.