After few collections presented by John Galliano for Maison Margiela, I have a clear opinion on him – he is not the same Galliano we knew at Dior. The spirit of that Galliano seems to be tamed by the idea of conceptualism that is constantly imposed by Margiela’s codes. It’s visible he tries hard to make Maison Margiela an enigmatic and elusive brand – but his other side of a show-man just doesn’t let it go. Drama queen dresses, transparent baggy dresses, bee-hive hairstyles… even the artisanal textiles he uses don’t look high-end, but rather like from one of London’s fashion student graduation collection. Also, the whole idea of gender-fusing seems to be not that fresh as Galliano and Margiela’s studio thought when the did the show’s casting. Men wearing fish-net tops and high-waisted skirts? So Eckhaus Latta. And, of course, the most ridiculous thing about the entire collection – the bags tied with obi knots to the model’s back. When you don’t have any other idea how to make a show amusing, you do this type of thing. And call it pret-a-couture or something alike.