As the old saying goes, if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. That mantra has boded well for Rick Owens, who is nothing but consistent in his girls’ Goth vision: colossal funnel collars, sculpted monastic-like shapes, slouchy drop-crotch pants, and so on. And the first half of the show — in black and charcoal gray — served as a stylish reminder of why his clothes are so cultish. (The clique of edgily dressed young types at his show was another.) It was classic Owens, complete with boots featuring excess leather drooping around the ankles and those terrific jackets, cropped high in the front with low-slung folds in the back. He layered the latter, some done up in leather patchwork, over thigh-high skirts and dresses and cozy ribbed tights.

But what a difference a change of palette makes. The second half kept similar silhouettes going, but he traded in the dark hues for silvers, champagnes and frosty blues, turning his girls into gorgeous alternative ice queens. The look was chicly urbane, romanced up a notch with what counts as an Owens eveningwear contender: elegant toga-esque gowns, cut asymmetrically. It was a beauty of a collection, including some moments that were downright pretty.