If it wasn't for the nonsensical and quintessentially Parisian drama behind this label (founder puts out something for a minute, dies, dude takes over determined to keep payroll "the legacy" alive until the end of time, plays with said one-minute legacy until nothing makes sense and we forget who he is, who the founder even was or what the hell is going on), I'd.... say this came from NYFW. You know, one of those smug New York acts that should've never happened but happened because, what else is happening in New York, and that hype alone elevated it to an inexplicable PFW spot.
You got to respect the consistency: all 1-day trial clothes, even the new additions, you can only get the 'oh' from others that this is looking for and that 'am I reinventing fashion?' delusion the first time, wear that cunnilingus dress twice and you're now that person who tortures everyone with the exact same jokes.