Charlotte Ronson found a sweet balance between the two periods that have been driving her lately—the grungy mid-nineties on the one hand, and the vagabond, groovy seventies on the other. Last season's watch caps made a repeat appearance, but this time they were countered by fringe-laden suede carryalls. Pants had a bell-bottom flare; worn with chunky, oversize grandpa cardigans in mustard and olive green—cozy enough to double as outerwear—they looked anything but dated. A few silk skirts and dresses, flirty and floral, had an insouciant sexiness. Paired with waffle-knit Henleys they achieved Ronson's goal, stated backstage before the show, of keeping things "feminine, but not too feminine."