Tristan Webber's models painted quite a picture when they filed down the aisle and waited for the designer to take his bow. Was this the casting call for a new version of Flash Gordon? Return to the Planet of the Space-Age Vixens?

Webber's very gutsy gals wore everything from red and black leather tops with a shoulder flap, and one-legged and one-armed bodysuits, to top-heavy, silver-trimmed jackets that could've been cut with an Exacto knife, and tiny skirts that exposed skin-tight fetish rubber stockings. Built-in hoods on poured-on satin shirts, exaggerated motorcycle jackets and side-slit trousers were the tamer pieces of a truly outrageous collection.

Webber's show was a powerful styling exercise, and there is no doubt that he has considerable tailoring skills. But it would've been nice to see at least one piece that could be worn on the street.