Botswana renegades, a hot Moroccan palette, a few snakes, Berlin clubbers and a dozen haute couture gowns. Shake it all together and bake in a hot pink box for ten glorious minutes. That’s a recipe for Givenchy success. An ode to Freedom – which, alas, wasn’t on the soundtrack – Riccardo Tisci’s latest was a lush array of metal spangled tailoring, achingly cool bombers and knits, plenty of prints a rootin’ tootin’ cowboy heels. True Rodeo Romeos. Gonna make him mine, baby, get in line.
Photographs by Jason Lloyd-Evans
