"Blackadder: Series One!" said Giles Deacon of the inspiration behind his London Fashion Week show. Held at The Stationers Hall and featuring many an oversized Elizabethan sleeve and boxy tunic, this was an entirely plausible if somewhat over-simplified explanation behind some of the most beautifully executed grand designs of the autumn season.
"We looked at feathers and gold and messed around with them quite a lot on the computer," the designer continued speaking of the delicate print motifs and embroideries that sparkled their way across the sort of giant skirted gowns a modern day Virgin Queen (or indeed Oscar nominee if she had any sense) might like to wear.
If gold is swiftly emerging as the precious metal to see and be seen wearing for the forthcoming season then this designer's treatment of it, predominantly in leather - plaited, fringed and tooled into tiny leaves - made it seem more desirable than ever.
As always there was a play here between soft and hard - tiny rows of spikes spiralled around the collar of a blush pink silk blouse; a buttoned up, masculine white shirt was broken up by fluttering ribbon.
The woman who wears Giles is not shy. She is grown up, self-possessed and understands a big entrance better than most. She also has humour in spades. Kristen McMenamy opened the show in billowing white and closed it in equally voluminous inky black. I'm Queen indeed.