“Welcome to the craziest show on earth !” cried the master of ceremonies under Thom Browne’s big top -so we can’t say we weren’t warned. But enfant terrible Browne’s madness was an entirely studied proposition. He recently claimed that the humor in his shows was intended to balance out the seriousness of the clothes, and one supposes there’s a yuk or two in an outfit that looked like a soufflé of crow’s feathers, or another feathered affair that would’ve fit right in on the sidelines of a baseball game. Ultimately, though, it wasn’t laughter one was left with, and not just because hollow-eyed models stared down the front row with threatening glares that said, “Go ahead, laugh and I’ll…” 
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