And at the risk of coming out with two moronic utterances in as many paragraphs, this might sound like a stupid thing to say about a fashion show, but it really was all about the clothes. Bear with me here. What I mean is it wasn’t about the theatricality of the production or the spectacular venue or which supers were walking or some pretentious concept. Quite simply, these were clothes that I could imagine in the shops, and on people on the streets, right now. And those people would look good. In a slouchy maroon crochet jumper and pegleg trousers for instance, or a fitted black leather zip up jacket, or a pair of boyish leather shorts. It wasn’t all aimed at stick thin teenagers thought – there were plenty of softly demure knee-length chiffon and lace dresses often styled with chunky grey or fawn knitwear and a waist cinching belt. These Navajo-esque blanket cardigans, plus the stiff wide-brimmed hats and liberal use of leather (in maroon too, a really nice touch) gave an Americana feel throughout. Whatever the origins, this is a collection that will look good on the streets of any city.