Blazy arms Luxury’s weapon of trompe-l'œil. Wearing denim as delicately lasered supple leather. So plaid shirts and wife beaters are actually fine leather, an elvish craftsmanship (12 printing process to get the plaid effect). Is tricking the eye perhaps luxury’s best and last defense? That wealth needs a supple conceptual disguise, a rebuslike challenge we play to affirm our taste. Two layered dress of deceased animal skin, not fetishist or militant but affirmatively urbane. And then, jacquard knits whose uneven fine fringe is actually hand beaded. Fabrics so precious they extol single use. The successful spread of male Phoebe Philo caliphates (even after despot Daniel Lee’s massive severance) a testament to Luxury’s stronghold. But Bottega’s signature intrecciato still gives us eerie trypophobia.