VAMP in big fat capitals was most definitely the word at Antonio Berardi this season as a series of femme fatales strutted down the catwalk to a soundtrack almost as enigmatic as the models themselves.
Dresses were long, lean and oozing with glamour and sex appeal, everything was fitted to perfection, from the slashed necklines to the highest of front slits elongating the legs to a Jerry Hall standard.
Colours were as deliciously rich as the men they would inevitably seduce, shades of berry, deepest noir and scarlet so perfect for the colder, darker months. Suits in the finest of grey tweed and black broke up the gown parade, with nipped in waists and jutting peplum like pockets.
Perfect for a quick getaway were the classic midnight belted trench and coquettishly masculine tuxedo dress, one of the most successful interpretations of YSL’s classic ‘Smoking Jacket’ I’ve ever come across.
The sheer, lace maxi, revealed the most seductive of stockings, suspenders and garter belt – the deadliest display of risqué sensuality seen so far this season; and I loved it.
You can totally see why Lucy Yeomans, Editor of Harpers Bazaar chose a Berardi as Dress Of The Year, I certainly know who I’d be wearing if I were going to the Oscars next month…