PARIS, January 30, 2006 - Y is for Yurkievich at Gaspard Yurkievich, where the initial was plastered onto sweaters, shirts, and just about everything else. (The designer’s full name was sparingly saved for a belt where it was projected in gold lamé.) The collection went the gamut from dungaree style fluttering trousers to the tightest of tights. One squeezed in model looked as if he was going to sing soprano if only he could have opened his mouth. Of the bizarre combinations shown on the runway none was more kooky than the military jacket paired with leotards. A bondage vest replete with oversized tassels was worn with studded bracelets and a sparkling lurex backpack as accessories.

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