Without the amateur/nonsensical/idiosyncratic over-styling that’s become such a repeat-offender for many, there’s really nothing memorial about the separates. His Gucci needs that brand of silly, gimmicky styling to give it a voice. Otherwise… these are literally the poorly-cut, one-size-fits-all 70s polyester suitings and dresses that’s found in the dusty bin at any given charity outlet. There’s no skilled tailoring, inventive construction and any thoughtful progression. It’s not high fashion— it’s pure DIY. But of course, no one who's a fan of any of this is going to do-it-themselves sadly, cuz it’s all about the status of wearing Gucci.
I will say that I sort of enjoyed that there are some whimsy with the Romanian and Russian flourishes with the styling here, that at least gives the impression that his band of pubescent, gender-neutral meek geeks at least left the thriftstore and ventured abroad.