AUSTRALIAN Fashion Week has wrapped up for another year and the good, the bad and the ugly all made it down the runway. There were hits and misses. Here are the Sunday Canberra Times' picks of the bunch:
Camilla. There's a reason why this label has captivated larger-than-life women such as Oprah and Beyonce. Camilla Franks' star has risen so much that the venue was massively over capacity, but even from the nosebleed section it was impossible not to be floored by the multi-coloured, multi-textured, ultra-sparkly kaftans and dresses, the feathers, the headdresses and the melange of cultural influences.
Nana Judy. The grungy-cool street wear label shook up showgoers at the end of the week by turning the runway into a rock concert, complete with crazy, hyper singer, drummer, dry ice and badly-behaved models who danced and flirted.
Jayson Brunsdon. Brunsdon wanted to inject an air of carnality into his sophisticated pieces and so had his femme fatale models set up in a tableau in which they draped themselves over furniture. Specifically directed to breathe so their busts heaved up and down, they and their pouty red lips showcased the sultriness of the collection.
Toi et Moi. The exceedingly cute French-inspired label that otherwise charmed the socks off everybody let itself down with this bland, sheer creation that revealed the model's g-string.
Collecting Pretty Boys. Naughty nuns who had teamed modified habits with lace-up boots and corsets were quite startling in a week of plenty of ladylike looks.
Most likely to sell
Lisa Ho. The leafy prints were fresh, the gowns were graceful, even the floral suiting was surprisingly covetable. Ho can do no wrong.
Best in show
Carl Kapp. He started his show with the sound of an engine revving, then a huge crash. It turns out he was revving us up for a show with a lot of impact. His gowns had a beautiful clarity of line and colour. Some billowed with a lovely theatricality.