Flicking through the photos of McQueen's show on Style.com put me in a good mood for the morning. It was bright, colorful, and intricate with the focus being put on the legs by short, shiny dresses.
With the strange antennae-like hairstyles, McQueen got me thinking of exotic beetles. No, not that big monster that scurried into your kitchen in the middle of the night last summer. I mean the jaw-dropping kind that you have to bend down for further inspection and ask someone if its poisonous.
A new type of femme-fatale?
