Suede was rhapsodic about a peculiar fabric; a green/black/cream print with allusions to camouflage. He didn't just flirt with this print, he used it for a full dress, and I do mean "full." He and I discussed the fullness of the skirt, made even fuller by the succession of voluminous pleats, but he was intractable. And the heather herringbone vest with the faux lamb accents around the arm holes gave it an odd proportion and an unneeded heaviness. To be blunt: It wasn't pretty.