This show used to be too bananas to be believed, and now it’s just sort of ordinary levels of odd. I never thought I’d miss the balloon boobs, and in many ways I don’t REALLY, but… I enjoyed the way Loewe confused me. Now it’s just a parade of armless floor-length sweaters, awkwardly high-waisted pants, and a couple aggressively large gold straight pins. Meh.

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