Medieval knights and something called "indie demeanor"—those were the pillars of Andrew Buckler's spring offering. Translation: a riot of asymetric tailoring, dangerously pointed shoes, and an incongruous mix of jousting headgear and little straw trilbies. The collection's strongest pieces were—surprise—the most wearable ones, in particular a navy suit coat that, despite being slung over the model's shoulders, managed to betray Buckler's sartorial skills. For the most part, though, the designer was more interested in what to wear to the end of the world than a night on the town. Or maybe his vision of a night out always ends in blood: That would explain the faux gashes on the models' fists.

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