So, the Met Gala has rolled around again, with the predictability of death, taxes and the knowledge that some of the world’s most tedious celebrities will be photographed wearing some frankly bizarre outfits. As with the Oscars, the gala is a display of how deeply unfair it is to be a woman at these events. Men turn up, traditionally, in inoffensive displays of black tie, although this year’s theme of ‘costume art’ saw Colman Domingo appear in what looked like a Wetherspoons carpet and the 32-year-old Bad Bunny decided to anticipate old age by dressing like a man in his late seventies, complete with silver hair and grandfather make-up. God knows why.  

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However, these things seemed like good taste and restraint compared to some of the horrors sported by the female guests. Beyoncé’s bejewelled skeleton ‘look’ was at least original, even if it was disturbing, and Anna Wintour’s green, feathered Chanel concoction made her look like a particularly malevolent bird of prey. I know that the point is not for those attending the Met Gala to exhibit any kind of restraint, and for the world’s leading fashion houses to show off their wares, but every single year there is a new horror to be shuddered at, even as the word ‘influencer’........

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