Is Fausto Puglisi, in his Emanuel Ungaro guise, out to dress the lady who lunches or the vixen?
The resounding answer is both — and there’s little risk of them turning up at the same restaurant and recognizing each other in the spring collection, apart from the brassy colors such as teal and neon pink.
The lady buttons her lattice-patterned blouse up to the throat and tucks it neatly into her cloque trousers, a small fin of ruffled mesh jutting from her sleeves and outseams. She’s also partial to floral guipure, carved into pert capes or used for the bodice of long dresses with pleated skirts.
Vixen feels more at home in patent leather, shaped into short trapeze coats with Sixties airs, and she likes harness straps and hardware on her bra tops and cocktail dresses. She’ll take a helping of floral lace, too, but only on her thigh-high boots.