Balmain’s creative director, Oliver Rousteing, embarked on a daring journey, collecting fragments from various designers along the way. Show spectacle echoes Jeremy Scott’s Moschino, Daniel Roseberry’s Schiaparelli, and Colm Dillane’s Louis Vuitton (KidSuper). Although it’s a true fashion potluck, we have to wonder: did Rousteing lose his GPS in the world of couture?

It is in the 19th arrondissement of Paris that Olivier Rousteing has chosen to unveil his new men’s collection. One of the bimbos on the bus seeing the district asks her friend if she should bring her passport.

Here is the fashion man, the most deprived of Fashion Week and the most pathetic. He is an amateur lexicographer in his own right, for a seam coming out of a slimy sputum slowly making its morbid descent towards the ground and which answers you: “I am the black hole in the universe”. Hammering common sense with his needle, he is the antithesis of today’s trend.