A Henrik Vibskov show is always that: a show. There's no beating the avant garde Dane for runway oddity. This season, he constructed a runway out of an uneven gangplank over levers and pulleys. When models stepped on key spots, their weight pulled mallets that bashed into a wall of whitewashed drums. They wore the usual Vibskoviana: marled and color-blocked knits, drop-crotch shorts, leggings, and tailored blazers. Fine, even (surprisingly) largely wearable in managed doses, but a bit ho-hum. The lugubrious pacing didn't help. The drums beat mournfully and nearly silently as the guys plodded along. If you're an out-there cult favorite with a late-night show spot and an appetite for oddity, you might as well have the good taste to rock.
