Classiques? vous avez dit classique?

No! You said clear casts of classic quilted bags littered with ipods and compacts galore. An epitome of the translucent world of glamor. Half intimidating; feared, untouchable - half covered in a thin coat of paint that will dissolve under immense water pressure. If Chanel's clear bags were not the most shocking things K Lagerfeld sent down the runway, it was the Ziggy Stardust- esque jumpsuits that were, conjuring up images of David Bowie himself in zig zagged spandex. Freak out in a moonage daydream?