Those dresses with the open sides.. he just doesn't get it, it's not that he can't edit himself or doesn't know when to stop as is the case with other challenged designers, or that he's even let his hormones take the wheel, there's just something about his work that screams illiteracy, like an accountant who secretly doesn't know numbers. These dresses are so vulgar but.. accidentally, in a way that you almost feel a tiny bit of compassion, and it's going to ignite something similar when it lands on someone's body.. it's giving hoe, and it's somehow also giving poverty/'may she afford non-DIY cLasSy dresses soon', nothing wrong with any of these lifestyles, but with this 'oh so luxurious' repackaging of what remains a lighthearted label.. if I was a designer, I would not want to be associated with this type of presentation for years to come, it now feels like something you resort to when all else fails, to make another Titanic reference, he's the violinist, it's all good, we're so elegant, we're totally going up, not down.