Trussardi 1911: The shoulder pads and rock-tastic pants channel Balmain, but Trussardi top off their look with more of a hippy-chic vibe. A perfect festival look.

Ignoring the model’s zombie skin tone, we can focus on the severe yet comfortably chic, barren tie-dye look channeled by minimalist hero Helmut Lang.

Marni: marni’s manly look is cool without being butch. An oversized safari shirt, thin-piped bermuda’s, and open-toed brogues with socks. What’s not to love?

Celine: Basic, minimal, chic. And it’s all about the fabric. Imagine wearing this on a hot summer’s eve at a garden party, your skin glowing from lazing in the blazing sun all day. That silk looks like it’s the fabric equivalent of after-sun.

Hermes: Big sweaters, short skirts.. Herme’s channels the tennis look and makes it groovy. Accessorize with tennis racket, of course.

Grunge, but without the germs. Apathetic youth, but with an impeccable taste for class. Proenza and Schoeler’s oversized blazer and crisp white shirt-dress, adorned with accessories remeniscent of adolescent glory days; even paradoxes house fashion

Chloe: Classy as ever, the super hot school boy uniform look gives androgyny a wink when paired with feminine long flowing locks

Stella McCartney: those PANTS. Seventies chic should NEVER go out of style. But of course as with most good things, their glory comes with a hazard: no one with even a hint of saddle bag should wear them.

Geometric shapes, technicolor, fuzzy sweaters. The eternal eighties child of Marc by Marc Jacobs.

Issay Miyake: Massive, colorful, baggy, high-waisted pants, that even the wide-hipped can wear. Friendlier than Chloe’s high-waisted specimen and oodles more bombastic, in the Shaggy nuance of the word.