Think: Oversized coats you already want to live in, turtlenecks that don't necessarily end at the chin, boxy blue-and-black jackets that could go over everything, and yes, bear-paw gloves. There was a particularly strong destroyed-jacquard set, some angora and mohair pieces that looked so luxe they could have been fur (or were they?), and metallic low-back sweaters perfect for that chilly night dinner party.
As for the accessories, well, they sure didn't disappoint either. Well-sculpted heels cut diagonally up models' feet and mules disguised themselves in wrapped gray wool. And then there were the bags: one-handle, two-basket, pony-hair dreams that, despite their sleek design, can still be aptly considered carryalls. Given all of this, it's no surprise the show opened with a resounding "Eye Of The Tiger," and, as Wang made his signature victory lap around the intricate Cunard building stage, ended with resounding applause.