In spite of waiting around in hot sticky cabs avoiding the rainy weather for the most part of the day, today was actually quite a highlight in terms of this week. It started off with one of the most exciting womenswear designers showing this week with Rodarte sticking to what they do best; crochet knits and body conscious dresses, in a peachy summery palette and baked in tin foil hair accessories.

Then on to Marc by Marc, where bohemian collided with utility, a real contrast to the main line extravaganza shown yesterday; casual layers, rolled up sleeves, ethnic hippy beading, worn in neck scarves, grungy knits, gypsy dresses, play suits, prairie denim, battered fedoras, Jesus sandals and cheese cloth shirts in harlequinn prints, washed out checks, stripes and granny paisley prints with a soft baby blue and cream palette all culminated into a summery high jinx of playful wearabillity.

After the Marc by Marc show, we made out way over to the MOMA, to see the Halston Presentation, the space was decked out to resemble Halston's own living room space with girls draped in chiffon maxi dresses and kaftans in acidic colors and marbled prints, lay sprawling on minimalist grey modular sofas. The space tried to create a feeling of being transported to the late 1970s', walking through a minimal Manhattan rooftop penthouse.

We stopped by the Edun presentation for a freshly squeezed orange juice and then trotted two doors down for the menswear highlight of the week; Thom Browne, set amidst a faux tennis court, with real grass to walk on and ivy climbing the walls, and even a scoreboard on the wall. He kept to his familiar idea of making an unconventional statement out of conventional menswear, wrapping itself in the confines of American classics, sterile white sportswear staples and shrunken preppy suiting, gently lulling everyone into a false sense of security, only to be seduced into the radical ideas of jocks in tutus and penultimately an all American dream wedding dress with a matching tennis racket print veil! This clash was the perfect example of Thom Browne keeping everyone happy; the buyers and traditionalists have the more classic menswear to feed on, whilst the more outlandish can enjoy the insanity of high school jocks wearing tutus. Physical ed has never looked so fun.