Sometimes you give a designer the brush off and then they run along and surprise you. It could be that some of his clothes are the sort worn by women who haven't had an orgasm since they rode in a Jeep on their African Safari. It could be that.
This season, "Whoa there Kors 08 , hubba hubba" is what we say. Never has WASP been sexier, and perhaps because he just took the whole housewife thing straight back to the 1950's. Like his message to his customer was "Look, if you're going to drive a minivan and drink 'cosmos' the please give a humble and respectful nod to time when people of your sort drove Jaguars and drank martinis". Makes us want to move to Omaha and start shagging the pool boy.