‘It wasn’t a post apocalyptic world. It wasn’t a burned out city or a shipwreck, or the end of the world. It was more of a weird frat party, shores of Gotham City. It’s a lovely nightmare, for me anyway.’ So said Marc Jacobs after his epic show last night in New York.
His all blonde, blunt-bobbed-wigged model army stormed on to the set – a set that appeared to be a lost world, submerged in black sand, vintage carpets and fag butts, where a collapsed wigwam, clapped-out bus, and giant broken chairs were all part of the surreal backdrop.