Giorgio Armani presented such a vast Emporio collection on the theme of young, kooky dressing that it's hard to know how to begin to sum it up. It started with two models, in turbans, wearing tufty fake furs and flat lace-up shoes. From then on, the girls kept on coming, in pairs or trios, in sequences that went from peplum jackets and tulip skirts, to moleskin safari jackets and leather blazers, to swing coats and party dresses, then to nautical jackets, fetishy plastic Macs, chenille tiered dresses, and much, much more in the way of eveningwear.

Perhaps Armani was teasing his audience with all this to and fro between day and night, floral paisleys and plain black numbers. Lately, he's been in a mood to shake off his image as the gray, logical maestro of minimalism. His skittishness has definitely lightened things up, throwing short skirts into the mix and giving the proceedings an uncharacteristic playfulness. The show ended with a bunch of girls in crystal- and sequin-beaded dresses goofing about with Emporio Armani eyeglasses, followed by an appropriately cheery bow from the man himself.