Forgoing the expense of a runway show, Burrows invited his guests to a Garment District showroom to see his Spring collection. Even if the setting was a little lackluster, the clothes weren't. Exuberant was more like it—from the electric-bright colors (turquoise, royal blue, fuchsia, orange) to the flirty silhouettes. A hot-pink shirtdress with smocking front and back and a hem that barely grazed the model's upper thighs opened the show; closing it was a body-hugging white number that would have said "cha cha cha" even without Anna Cleveland's hip gyrations. In between were a dozen-and-a-half party dresses. A couple of them were encumbered by thick fringes from waist to hem; a few others, with Colorform embroideries, were too playful (read: young). But there were many more, especially the drapey charmeuses in lively confetti prints, that a modern-day clubber—Burrows was a Studio 54 regular, remember—would be thrilled to wear for a night on the town.