September 21, 2012 Milan
But all that aquatic stuff was really just PR flimflam to dress up an old story, because the collection was ultimately classic Cavalli. It was almost as though the designer's deal with Renzo Rosso had freed him to deposit all his longtime signatures in a closet marked Just Cavalli: the engineered jungle prints, the jaguar spots, the digital bougainvillea (snapped by Cavalli in his own garden). Also the python, the slither of lace under the tux jacket, the blue majolica pattern duplicated in everything from tees to leggings, the distressed denim, and those languid, handkerchief-hemmed slipdresses. Yes, these are Cavalli's strengths, but that meant it was ultimately a man's blazer tailored in organza that yielded the biggest frisson. It wasn't predictable.