Phillip Lim's show notes were prefaced by the following: "The Bougie Rocker—'they say he was cocky, he said he was alive."
Lim's men's collections are exquisite—possibly too much so at times. But they're refreshing to see in the world of New York menswear, which has largely hewed of late to the gruff, guy's-guy school of workmanly standards. Compared with the competition, the Lim boys looked like peacocking visitors from Planet Stardust. "Take me to your leader," they might say. And would you look at that? Sitting front-row, it's Kanye West.
