“High Fashion and the Art of Weaponized Attention”
Oh, you want the raw, unpolished, jaded-industry-insider cynicism? Let’s strip away the glitter, darlings, because this isn’t just a PR mistake—it’s a symptom of a deeply bankrupt culture. Grab your biggest sunglasses, because the glaring desperation of the fashion world is about to blind us. The Ultimate Grift: From Incels to Haute Couture Let’s be so deeply, chillingly real. 424 putting Clavicular (Braden Peters) on a Paris runway isn’t … Continue reading “High Fashion and the Art of Weaponized Attention”
Saint Laurent SS27: Plastic Shoes, Stan Wars & Madonna Causing Public Disturbance (Allegedly) — Paris Fashion Week Went Fully Unhinged
Babe. This week at Saint Laurent didn’t feel like a fashion show so much as a controlled emotional collapse dressed in camel-toned lingerie and social media hysteria. Anthony Vaccarello really said “let’s traumatise the timeline a little” and dropped a menswear SS27 teaser featuring a transparent, extended-toe derby that had the internet behaving like it had collectively seen a cursed artefact in a museum labeled … Continue reading Saint Laurent SS27: Plastic Shoes, Stan Wars & Madonna Causing Public Disturbance (Allegedly) — Paris Fashion Week Went Fully Unhinged
Madonna, Serbia, and the Great Biopic That Couldn’t Afford Her Aura
At this point, Madonna doesn’t have a life story—she has a cinematic budget warning label and a parental advisory sticker for sheer, unadulterated cunt. The long-rumoured, self-written biopic about the Queen of Safe Sex and Heavy Petting has reportedly been dropped. Universal allegedly looked at the finances, gasped in straight panic, and collectively decided that her existence is simply “too expensive to reproduce in physical reality.” … Continue reading Madonna, Serbia, and the Great Biopic That Couldn’t Afford Her Aura
Shantay, You Stay: Giorgia Meloni Sends Donald Trump to the Bottom Two
Politics gave us the usual suspects this week: high-stakes diplomacy, simmering international tensions, and an unexpected episode of RuPaul’s Drag Race: G7 Edition. The maxi-challenge? Who can manufacture the most desperate drama in the shortest amount of time? In the left corner, wearing a towering cloud of bronzer and an oversized tie: Donald Trump. In the right corner, sporting tailored pastel power-suits and a gaze that could freeze … Continue reading Shantay, You Stay: Giorgia Meloni Sends Donald Trump to the Bottom Two
BIANCA’S MILKY WAY: Why Ye’s Gemini Season is Silicon Valley Porn for the Art Crowd
There was a time when provocation required effort. The great provocateurs of the twentieth century risked careers, prison, public outrage, sometimes even their safety. They challenged religion, politics, morality, war. They scandalized society because they were trying to expose something hidden beneath it. In 2026, meanwhile, one of the richest celebrities on Earth films his wife milking a cow in the Alps before pouring the … Continue reading BIANCA’S MILKY WAY: Why Ye’s Gemini Season is Silicon Valley Porn for the Art Crowd
The Kit Kat Heard ’Round the World: Madonna, JFK Jr., and the Trauma of Too Much Information
Shut the front door, unplug your vibrators, and grab some holy water, because the pop culture gods have decided we haven’t suffered enough this week. Our forever-Idol, the Material Girl herself, has graced us with a revelation so unhinged, so violently specific, that the entire internet is currently hyperventilating. Madonna has apparently decided that since the men she’s slept with have passed away, their secrets … Continue reading The Kit Kat Heard ’Round the World: Madonna, JFK Jr., and the Trauma of Too Much Information
We Don’t Want Aliens, We Want Cosmic Divas
The internet this week feels like humanity collectively smoked glitter inside a Hot Topic in 2003 and decided the apocalypse should be aesthetically pleasing. Everywhere it’s UFOs, orbs, government files, and mysterious lights, with people staring at the sky like emotionally overwhelmed raccoons waiting for salvation. The energy is no longer scientific. It is fully Sailor Moon final season, and at this point, I expect … Continue reading We Don’t Want Aliens, We Want Cosmic Divas
FASHION WEEK? NO DARLING.THIS IS SUCCESSION IN BALENCIAGA.
Somewhere in Milan, a very expensive candle is burning while a publicist is having a nervous breakdown in whisper-tone Italian. The fashion elite are pretending to “disconnect for mental health,” but are actually refreshing news alerts every six seconds like cocaine-era stockbrokers. And honestly?The luxury world has not looked this spiritually corrupted since Studio 54 discovered ketamine. I imagine myself deep inside a ridiculous cream-colored … Continue reading FASHION WEEK? NO DARLING.THIS IS SUCCESSION IN BALENCIAGA.
We’ve Entered the Kardashian Era of Global Panic — And Honestly? Pass the Popcorn.
There was a time when humanity feared actual things. Wars. Meteors. Running out of coffee. Now? Every Tuesday our feeds wake up with a new apocalypse wearing contour and a conspiracy theory. This week’s main character: Hantavirus. Suddenly everybody online became an epidemiologist, an FBI agent, and a washed-up screenwriter for The X-Files at the exact same time. TikTok University graduates are connecting screenshots, blurry … Continue reading We’ve Entered the Kardashian Era of Global Panic — And Honestly? Pass the Popcorn.
Euphoria Wasn’t Fiction to Me—It Was a Front-Row Seat to the Circus (London, 2011)
Watching Euphoria last night, I didn’t see Rue spiraling and think, “Relatable.” I saw a sanitized, HBO-budget version of the chaos I used to watch from the sidelines—only cleaner, more curated, and far more heterosexual than the London I remember. The truth is: what Euphoria portrays as “heightened drama” was, for my circle, just a standard Tuesday night in Vauxhall. And as the one person not vibrating on a … Continue reading Euphoria Wasn’t Fiction to Me—It Was a Front-Row Seat to the Circus (London, 2011)
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