American designer Michael Kors presented a vast, energetic collection which will no doubt help catapult him into the billionaires' league.
"You are fast-paced, athletic and chic!" So read the backstage model-prompt-board at the Kors catwalk start-line this morning. It was a brief the models fulfilled with brio, nattily lapping the Lincoln Center circuit at top trot speed.
Yet in the fast-paced stakes none compare with Michael Kors himself. Less than two years since his company floated, Forbes magazine this week estimated Kors' personal stock has reached $950 million. Today he jogged his finale - with barely the slightest of pauses to grin at Michael Douglas and Hilary Swank on his front row - like a man determined to round that figure up.
This enormous collection - several season's worth packed into a twenty minute blur - suggested billionaire status could be just nano seconds away.
Camouflage and houndstooth were blown-up then remixed in looks that veered from casual-futuristic (big tinted visors over ostentatiously techno-seamed egg-yolk yellow and black separates, silver quilt-effect leather on chest panel of a hard-edged black leather skirt) to mid-century demure (a great houndstooth stole over a black fitted sheath dress, a pale grey tweedy scoop-neck pencil skirt suit). Kors' closing few looks - tight black bodies worn atop huge, jewel-toned skirt-cum-trains - had a definite spring /summer Dior-ishness to them. The undeniable potency of an only half-zipped zipper on a black leather skirt was deployed with total ruthlessness, while clean, pumped up tailoring in that eggy yellow, orange and sapphire blue against a black backdrop were the good-girl options. Kors had something for everyone: he's surely a billionaire-to-be.
Luke Leitch Telegraph.co.uk