feature throughout – pairs of
anchors, guitars, prancing lions,
mermaids, doves – lend a
deliberate shoutiness to the
collection. It’s massively
unapologetic in its symbolism and
imagery. The only thing missing is
a flaming dragon (or two).
Another thing the collection
refuses to apologise for is its
commitment to interesting and
off-standard silhouettes. Among
the more predictable tailored
lines, the bombers, the tuxes,
and the short shorts, is a
etching. It’s fabulous,
striking, and nothing like
what one might predict
from a mainstream
Spring/Summer
collection. The sense of
Americana, of battered
old pick-ups on dirt
roads, of sun-bleached
dust-bowls and
rattlesnakes and wily