Karen Walker’s Babou is a wildcat straight off the pampas making her way in the big city. Her folksy peasant cotton voiles have a naïve artfulness; colourful bird and cat prints, Latina ruffles, embroidery and frills. Stark contrast then to the NYC rock ‘n’ roll soignée of frill-fronted patent leather biker jackets and slip dresses, the outré sophistication of ‘60s leopard print, and chic tailored suiting. In her gilded cage of luxe our Babou, always one for contrast, never completely throws aside her urge for utility. The voluminous bell sleeves on her fitted trench coat can detach – you never know when a South American revolution is around the corner. Washed denims, Sunday-best white shirting and floaty diaphanous dresses riffle through the back-catalog of Karen Walker’s greatest hits when it comes to their detailing; pintucks and volume, pearl buttons and gold arrow zippers, tassels and bold stitching. The collection is anchored by another Karen Walker signature - masculine tailoring. Proof that revenge doesn’t always have to be sweet.