If Comme des Garçons’ Rei Kawakubo has her way, next spring we will all be praying at the altar of our own ovaries, in her brilliant crimson odes to blood and guts and “roses, but not a pretty rose.” It is brilliant, it is sculptural, it is clothing designed to never let the wearer forget that we’re literally all the same inside, a tangle of entrails and gore. Also, tampons. It’s somewhere between ’70s body politic art, ’90s riot grrrl, the tampon earrings from Meadham Kirchoff, and feminist fairy tales.