Balmain once felt like the exclusive province of the Kardashians — a moon of Planet Kardashia, if you will. It might still be; I’ve lost track, because I check in with them relatively infrequently, and half the time Kim’s being wrangled into something idiotic that Kanye made out of spandex. Certainly this show feels like it was crafted with a great deal of them in mind. Forewarned is forearmed.
