And now my New York nays
It looks like food.
Bedwear.
The Royal bathrobe.
For cruelty to dumb models.
Ummm, Dolly?
If it makes her look bad?
Anyone else wonder where the mummy went?
I hardly saw the clothes. Every model is a fat-faced child. What happened to the usually sensible Donna Karan?
Throw that jockey in here, too. Fashion victim? Bloody murder.
All photos courtesy of the wonderful UK Telegraph fashion pages.
I love your comments, LOL!
It takes a terrific nerve for someone who lives on an Umbrian farm to have anything to say at all, but hey! I tell ‘em as I see ‘em.
After all, it is we who don’t live in Paris, London or Paris who will eventually have to wear the fall out from these shows.
Thanks David. See you in my red boots in Paris.