Cyclewear possesses all the bells and lumens of a head-turning, party-crashing ensemble.   With your hands on the controls, and the headlight focussed on the runway ahead, it tends to intimidate haute couture by psychologically playing into its roadkill fears. Glamgear takes the aesthetics of the bicycle to a whole new level... Make way Rrose Sélavy, there’s a new velo vixen on the scene. Lightrobe is a garment I designed for the somnambulists, and drafted my sister* to knit it out of a quarter mile of electro-luminescent wire! Jim Dine, eat your heart out.

And Victor Hugo Could Only Create in the Nude...