Protected From Fashion

I bought the 100th anniversary edition of the Vogue Paris to take a trip down memory lane. It was. (Remember the days when we would simply move on with our lives after seeing an offensive/outrageous advert? Instead of demanding everybody involved to be fired, including the DJ responsible for the music during the photo shoot? I’m thinking the notorious Benetton ads and such, or the Tom Ford for Gucci- one with pubic hair trimmed into a G?)

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Middle Age And the City

Life is back, a little bit. There were grand sporting events, but more importantly Cannes was back in almost its full glory. Celebrities and fabulous people are stepping out again in their Sunday best, and while for the most of us it’s still walking the high wire with the virus, at least there has been a little bit of something visually pleasing to enjoy.

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May Mild Irritants

Everything is overdue: spring in Brussels, my blogposts. But then nothing interrupts my dolce far niente like the woke brigade performing another not-very-thoroughly-thought-out, yet very public character assassination/cancellation project. So I had to get up for this. In today’s edition: Coco Chanel was a racist. Chanel is racist brand.

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No Rain on Style Parade

Was it really just a couple of days ago that I complained about the momentary lack of sartorial entertainment? Oh well. Wednesday not only introduced to the world a slew of new style icons, but also brought back the lost art of laughing at regular political satire and memes. Also there was Bernie and yes, a new president was sworn in.

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