"Love to love you, baby" was the soundtrack for most of Ungaro s wildly extravagant ode to the late 70s and early 80s, and it couldn t have been more appropriate. The runway felt like a flashback to Studio 54—glamour girls dancing and slithering onstage in ruffled one-shoulder crepe dresses, airy georgette polka-dot tops and animal-print jerseys in acid colors. Not to mention the parade of nearly fluorescent fuchsia, orange and green disco slips, jungle motifs and extravagantly beaded ensembles. It was a rich, indulgent presentation that felt curiously appropriate in a season that has been continuously hinting at the pleasures of excess. One couldn t help but scan the audience for a sighting of Ivana Trump, and what a thrill to find her seated in the front row! There s no doubt about it—at Ungaro, flash is back, flash is good and flash is cool.
