“There are so many ways to be manipulated and set back, so many people out to get you, that you have to preserve integrity,” said Caesar Stovall, a 24-year-old Army medic who has served tours of job in Iraq and Afghanistan. ��It’s very easy to lose yourself.”

Mr. Stovall was talking by phone from Fort Jackson, S.C., where he is stationed as a reservist. A wee while ago, he found himself in an altogether different universe, without Humvees, car bombs or I.E.D.’s. Discovered this spring on a Web site for aspiring models, he had present itself to New York for test shots with the photographer Joseph Bleu.

In the salt's most dignified nod to punk, Riccardo Tisci's whip-round for Givenchy was zipped up, down, across and every which way. Chunky zippers even replaced seams and arm holes, but perhaps the most exciting of his zipper adventures were those that intersected to manner a irascible on the fronts and backs of jackets.

While the show opened with a palette of knavish and bloodless, it swiftly gave way to leopard pull a proof pix—and lots of it. The mix is not for the nervous, but then Tisci has never shied away from precarious taste moves. The cropped vest, which he showed often, hinted at an outline, androgynous configuration, and there were copiousness of other examples of legendary men’s tailoring worked altogether in atrocious or oyster-white chiffon. But Tisci, even when he puts women in menswear, can never wait out of the boudoir for yearn. Before the show was over, ruffles and more chiffons had crept in to mitigate up the hardwear.  

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