With Finally Normal People, as Arora named his show, he delivered a “motley cru of Mad Max bohemians.” It’s unlikely that the designer actually intended to conflate his apocalyptic androids with a French oenological term, but you got the drift. In Arora’s world you can be sure that “dressing for the Armageddon,”

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an all-out maximalist extravaganza that riffs on Jazz Age flappers, country-and-western Americana, survivalist desertscapes, Hollywood, and spiritualism. And that’s just for starters. But the hands-down winner was an ode to fashion’s current obsession with self-affirmation, and it’s going to be catnip to Arora’s base: “I am the one I’ve been waiting for.”