It sure seemed like Keira had been veering into the type of billowy style that usually bespeaks a Uterine Secret, but that doesn’t always mean anything; in this case we’re delighted to say it did. Chanel’s show was not super well-attended otherwise, in terms of boldface names (whither K.Stew?!?), but Prada more than made up for that with its own star power — even if some of them (ahem, Shailene) got the brutal end of its fashion stick.
