I loved the 60s interpretation at Peter Som, especially when in the form of kicky little matching sets in a metallic, leopard brocade. What I liked less was the photographers at Som...The photographers in the pit at fashion shows can be really horrible. They were especially in rare form at Peter Som at Milk Studios. I don’t know if it’s the more intimate setting or what but the show began with them shouting out to people in the front row to “cross their legs” and giving other instructions. As soon as the models started walking out they were whistling and making other comments. I know they need to get a good picture and if the models are looking at the ground instead of at them in all the photographs their editors will have their heads…but last I checked the way to get a girl to take a good photograph for you didn’t include being an ass to her.