What is it with Parisian designers and flashy venues? First Dries Van Noten managed to snag the magnificent Hotel de Ville's ballroom, and today Bernhard Willhelm showed at the Salon d'Honneur of the Palais de la Bourse, the home of the Paris stock exchange. 'Show' was certainly the word, as although there was no catwalk presentation per se (irritating many who had schlepped at warp speed only to be met by a thronging mass waiting to be admitted to the tiny space), Willhelm staged a series of surreal vignettes to blaring dance music and the staccato pulse of automated flash units. The clothes were his usual mix of poppy preschool coloured seperates, easy cotton and jersey dresses and demented styling - think plastic porcupine-quill mohicans, make-up splattered faces and glittery tears. Not sure exactly what this has to do with the economy though...