I'm not entirely sure that Ms. Herrera didn't run out of material and decide to cut these from her living room wallpaper. Hey, it has been done before - like in Enchanted (not that I ever watched that, of course). Anyways, although I admire her ability to sew ballgowns from household decorations, I (and my eyes) severely protest that horrific shade of vomit-green. Even the model doesn't look too psyched to be wearing it - and honestly, I wouldn't be, either. Not to mention the confusing motif (are they flowers? marshmallows? dust bunnies?) and the hideous hot pink bow that clashes with the aforementioned pattern. The second dress is marginally better, but it possesses the same is-it-wallpaper? syndrome as its less fortunate predecessor. Maybe the pieces would look better separately (the top would go well with black trousers), but together they appear too fussy, boring, and matchy-matchy. The belt presents another problem - it appears to be no more than a glorified ribbon. If your customers splurge thousands on a couture dress, why not provide a luxurious waist-cincher to complement it?

Not all of the collection was as abysmal, but the majority of the pieces were, if not shocking, yawn-inducing.

All was not lost, however. Towards the end, Herrera revived the collection (and redeemed herself slightly) with a much-needed jolt of color.

Though her vivid-hued sheaths and beribboned minis were pretty (and pretty standard), she stepped out of the box with the full-skirted ballgowns that have made her famous.