CHARLIE LE MINDU'S ANGELS

Psst, there's some vagina lips back there if you click the image.

Charlie Le Mindu sent two girls down the catwalk in the nude. Full on vagina-nude. Like something out of Robert Altman's Prêt-à-Porter. Having a bare-naked vagina in my face before 10am, outside of my own bedroom, is always a good thing. What really made Charlie's show worth writing about though is his ability to combine hilarious and sexy, two things that don't normally work together in women's fashion, though Van Beirendonck and Bernhard Willhelm have been doing it with bears for a while now.

He's the kind of designer people call "very London," which usually means they don't understand it, don't think it's commercial, or think it appeals to some aesthetic not based on princess fantasies. Charlie made a name for himself in the fashion world with his almost absurd two-meter long hair sculptures, so all three of those things probably apply to him. His latest collection expands on the whole wigs and hairpieces thing to include more hairy clothes.

If you want to get into specifics, the first couple of models came out in tiny, animal printed bodies and sky-high lipstick pink platforms. There was also a model covered in spotlights pointing back out at the audience, which is probably some deep, subversive crap about turning the whole model and audience relationship inside out. Still utilizing his preferred material of hair, he has created a few structured flapper type dresses, which draw as much on Diane von Furstenberg from last season, as they do from the hairdresser's floor.

SAM VOULTERS