Va Va Versace! Looking back at Spring 2004 with Bucci

Versace. A fashion name renowned across the globe by the most fashion conscious and fashion dunce alike. A brand name that stirs up an almost Barbiesque trashy playboy bunny memoir, whilst defining chic and effortless romantic style.

The celebrity visor of Versace isn't large enough to block out the blindingly starlit names that wear the brand; from Beyoncé, to J Lo and Mariah Carey... Versace as a house will remain unsurprising in the sense that we can always expect a spectacle of colour and print.

A flurry of pink petal pastels infused with a forey tavern of citrus, turquoise and ultraviolet rays —shades that we know will scintillate in yhe summer sun, and bulldoze crowds when worn boldly on bodacious bodies.

In this historic collection, a multitude of elegantly draped tops, thigh-hugging pedal pushers, and a huge rush of floral gowns reprised something of the exuberant eighties optimism for which her brother Gianni was known.

The catwalk birthed a cascade of halternecks, bustier tops, and flouncy rumba blouses. Magenta daises, neonified auburn gowns; teeny tiny itsy bitsy chiffon ruffles trimmed everything from plunging necklines on trailing evening gowns to provocative bikini bottoms.

NO holding back.

NO second guessing.

NO doubt of the sex appeal.

There were some more tranquil moments however, like white suits and a couple of tooled leather, frill-embellished jackets and coats.

But as the models strode and waltzed in sequence along the carwalk, with voluminous hair bouncing like... well: amole bosoms and bottoms, it was clear that the collections main intention was to say va va voom make some room! There's a new girl im town...

And honey, she's a diva!

See my illustrations below inspired by this iconic Versace SS04 collection. Share the post and tag Versace where possible too 🍑🍒💁🏻‍♀️🌟📸🔥

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