Alright, well there was a lick of a horsey blonde fringe. But aside from that at "Jarrad Godman x Servilles" - which I assumed to be a show about hair - every strand from every scalp on that runway was swathed in fabric. As were the models' faces.
In a cool way? If you consider what I can best describe as geometric poops bandaged in fabric and string to be cool then, yes, next level cool.
As the first model stepped out, I imagined how she must have felt back when she got the call to be a part of Fashion Week. She was likely thrilled. Her parents surely proud.
But as she trotted blind down the runway, balancing clusters of knotty nuggets by bobbing her head like one of those plastic noddy dogs, I imagined what she must now be thinking: "I did not sign up for this."
