PART 2: Things That Have Nothing to Do with You Know Who

WHO WORE IT BEST in MILAN, PARIS and LONDON , 2025.

I am trying to get back into a weekly routine of posting new pieces, but the news keeps getting in the way. Part of me wants to just write furious rants about you-know-who. Another part thinks that so many other people are already doing a thorough job of tracking it all, in detail. (eg: right here on substack, you can subscribe to Jeff Tiedrich, bit.ly/4ikV9F5) (Or here is Michael Ian Black saying absolutely everything I would say: https://substack.com/home/post/p-158153706 ).

I feel the need to mention that there is an adjacent part oe me that simply can’t really cope with taking in even one more paragraph of additional data about the wreckage that doesn’t also offer a path of viable action.

So meanwhile, I have been working on a rather involved piece about the psychology behind terrible men, which I will probably post in a few days. But in an effort to make my self-imposed weekly deadline, I have decided to finish up what I started last week by checking in on the rest of the FASHION WEEKS, which have moved on from New York to Milan, Paris and London (as they always do.)

So go get yourself a relaxing beverage (something in a tea or an aperatif) and then, at your leisure, please enjoy the greatest hits of the rest of international FASHION MONTH as I present Part Two of my New Department Devoted to Things That Have Nothing to Do with The Horrible Men trying to Pulverize Democracy.

“WHO WORE IT BEST?” PART2: London, Milan and Paris

And before I run out of space…I realize I have referenced ‘The Lady in the Radiator’ from Eraserhead on multiple occasions. But for my money, there is not a more interesting fictional creation in all of cinematic history (except maybe the Babadook.) So I intend to keep on referencing her indefinitely. Make your adjustments accordingly.

Thank you for letting me vent.