closed out New York fashion week (only a small Finnish label followed it), and tonight's show suggested that there was some poetic justice in that: Gwen Stefani's collection cycled its way back through not only the trends of the season, but of past seasons, too. The show was divided into six groups, each with its own look, its own soundtrack, and its own models (often, a little oddly, grouped by race). The "Soldier Girls" wore military looks. The Rasta "Ragga Muffins," Navajo print. Some "London Girls" had menswear-inspired suiting, and Malcolm McLaren-style "Buffalo Girls" were outfitted with outdoorsy blanket plaids. The "Mod Girls" wore leopard, stripes, and dots, and the "Glamour Girls" who closed—all Stefani-blonde—had seventies jumpsuits and halters in basic black.
It's a worthy validation of the concept that fashion should be fun to suggest, as L.A.M.B. does, that there's no need to lock yourself into one specific look. Try boho one day, Charlie Girl the next. For any and all, L.A.M.B. is there. But it's not much fun to wear things that are poorly made. The platform of one model's shoe went flying off mid-walk; she, flying to the ground. It didn't inspire confidence. It did prove to be a girl-power moment, though. She was a Buffalo Girl by look, but she bravely Solidered on.