THE show notes stated that the Etro woman had risen from the sand and the heat of the desert like an opulent mirage. Anyone who has ever been to Burning Man music festival would have likely seen her there; dressed in all those feathered lariats and other beaded strings that tell stories of this adventurers travels. You’d spot her a mile off in that decorative poncho streaming in fringe, and yes, those slouchy suede boots, fringed, and criss-cross laced.

Veronica Etro went all-out Navaho and so yes, all that intricate turquoise, red and white micro-beading and colourful embroideries were dense, rich and precious but the attitude was anything but. This was a free-spirited woman who lived in her layers of clothes, spontaneously hopping about all summer long from festival to festival.

The house paisley was also there in the mash up, printed over bohemian dresses jiving under lashings of suede fringe, which trimmed a kimono jacket, look closer and you’ll see the shapes of Native American dream catchers worked in there too. All in all, this was a collection that pulsated with an upbeat femininity. In two words? Very Etro.