In his split-second on the scene, the designer has made his name on the strength of his couture-like fabric techniques and meticulous finishes. He delivered all that and more against a backdrop of street art that energised and punked up his polished looks.
Predominantly white, acid green and cobalt blue, the important thing here was the texture. This time around it was an embossed grid pattern. It looked like body armour in a black shell yet airy in white.
Tait's girls—all styled to look like him today—wore cocoon costs so roomy, we couldn't tell whether their arms were through the sleeves or hanging down, tip-of-the-shoulder style. They also wore shorts-skirt hybrids with pleated panels that made for a swingy exit.
And then there was the leather: oversized biker jackets embossed with that same grid motif, and one stupendous coat—black front, white back, crisp lime lining. The clothes amplified the spray-can graffiti colours on the walls. It all made perfect sense of the setting. Trust Tait to be the first to repurpose the skate park as a fashion show venue. We’re sure he won’t be the last.
Who knows what the commuters must have thought, but for the audience, it was a shot of raw energy more powerful than any double espresso.