Strength in Numbers could've been the subtitle of tonight's Moncler Grenoble presentation. Those who braved a trip into Gotham Hall's cupola found themselves staring up at puffer-jacketed men and women stretching literally to the ceiling. How many? Opinions varied. The number hovered in the high three hundreds. Remo Ruffini, Moncler's majordomo, settled on 365. And a prophetic number it was. Is the most ambitious technical outerwear line in fashiondom angling to dress its followers every day of the year?

It has to have been some sort of record. Robert Rabensteiner, the label's debonair stylist, couldn't recall a time when he'd had more souls in his charge—even during Moncler Grenoble's Grand Central Station flash mob show of Fall '11, when some 280 bodies were at his command. Here, the effect was awe-inspiring. Strata upon strata of models lined the tiers of the cupola's dome, all in shades of green. "The forest," Ruffini said with a smirk. Anyone with binoculars might've spotted the camouflage panels or dogtooth checks on the menswear, or the knitted fabrics on the women's. Everyone else was left with the awesome impression of human topiary. Of all the lines that show during fashion week, Grenoble may have the clearest sense of the effect it's seeking. The details on its jackets are best admired later in the showroom. In the meantime, it takes a godly hand to mold mountains.