Comme des boisterously unfolded its vivid ecstatic layered playground and sandbox of interpenetrating patterns on acids. Assuming the pace of a metaphysical transtextile patchworked trance, the pilgrim got the look babe. He always got it at comme des. A pagan bigger-than-life roaring freedom of the self,
remix it, disconstruct it and put it upside down, it’s a hopeful scream for tamed untamed, and scrapbookian thunder of cartoonish collage modernity.

—- Sent with Orange BlackBerry® —-

Benjamin Bruno is a fashion editor at Paris Vogue and the assistant of Carine Roitfeld

KEYWORDS: Comme des Garcons, fashion week, MEN'S SHOWS