The lasting impression of the Blumarine show was of a garden having offered up its blooms for perusal. Anna Molinari is not the "Queen of Roses" for nothing. Clearly, the Blumarine woman is in bloom, having the time of her life and feels as if floating on air as thin as the invisible tulle Molinari's designs are embroidered on. Dresses looked like full body tatoos - placement was everything to preserve modesty- and revelled in sensuality. What was emphatically reinforced here is that Molinari views her fellow woman as a flower existing among its own kind. Eventually, there were things that could be worn outside the garden of Eden. By comparison, an oversized cotton poplin blouse tucked into a flowered voile skirt balanced the airy and the wear-y. More demure variations provided options for those not quite up to walking sky-clad like a modern day Titania. Graphic petals on a maxi-dress, embellished shirt dresses, a swingy chiffon number printed in a riot of flowers or the simplicity of a broderie anglaise shift looked positively understated. But these will no doubt fertilize the Blumarine bottomline quite effectively.