At Louis Vuitton, Marc Jacobs trumped his own namesake label with an homage to Yves Saint Laurent's late-70's Opium-era far-east sexuality reimagined via the 80's and then diffused through a Parisian take on African tribalism. If that sounds like a mouthful, imagine hip-hop influenced hair and Balenciaga-esque moto-futuristic jackets topped off with accessories that would drive Josephine Baker wild. It was a dizzying, colorful remix of influences as only Marc can master. The daywear was somewhat palid in comparison to the eveningwear, which incorporated everything from python obi belts in electric blue to sandy beige feathers trimming a skirt, velvet pouf shoulders, swiss-dot lace and gold lurex knit patterns in completely modern updates on vintage patterns. In many ways, Marc showed the kind of unabashed sexiness and humor that we should expect from any successor to Monsieur Saint Laurent.