The transformation happened before your eyes. There were hints of the Canali
man's burgeoning decadence at the opening of the show, in the boldness of black and white striped suiting and the velvet collar on his double-breasted Chesterfield, but it could hardly have prepared you for the peacocking to come. Striped velvet suiting, full-floral pants, and teal velvet Chelsea boots came down the line. What happened? London called. Sixties swinging tempted Canali into the far reaches of yow. The Italian suiting label has long had a taste for a statement-making tweak, but here it was better when sparingly indulged. Creating impeccable tailoring, as Canali does, is a statement in and of itself.