After ditching an overly vigilant saleswoman at Versace, I selected this black, rayon dress. Once I'd zippered, snapped, and hooked myself into the intricate bodice, I found the shaped cups gave my bust a boost, and the geometric neckline nicely mixed sixties mod and futuristic structure. But the shape of the slightly bubbled and diagonally draped skirt looked more accidental than artistic. Though I definitely felt spacey, I didn’t feel comfortable. 647 Fifth Ave., at 52nd St. 212-317-0224.