You know, by Marchesa standards, this collection isn’t actually the worst we’ve ever seen. So…it’s like sh-t vs diarrhoea, this being sh-t and not not diarrhoea. Marchesa is something I like to lord over Sasha. Because Sasha used to like Marchesa. (And you too Lara!) Then she realised the clothes were a gross dump of lace, sequins, fringe, and ugly.