Akkaya unleashed a whole line of black outfits in various fabrics and silhouettes. While the clothes were elaborate, the show was fairly simple. Before the models came out, the audience sat beneath the glow of red lights. Then the lights went to white. Goth music surged as the models marched out onto the runway—which was really just the floor. That put the models at the same level as the audience. Overall, the show had a post-apocalyptic air that seemed to capture so many people's feelings about the Trump administration: The next four years will be full of doom and gloom.
After the show, I camped out in the media room to write and file my stories. I didn't have much time to peruse the booths outside of the the galleries, but I'm not too concerned about that. I'll be returning for more shows starting tomorrow. I cannot wait.