WTF Super-Mega-Gigantic Awards Special

Hallo Readers,

It has been the sort of week that made WTF want to poke out her eyes with chopsticks before setting about her ears with a rusty knife. Yes, losing one ear was good enough for Van Gogh but that would still leave WTF with another one to catch the relentless flow of rubbish, mendacity and ignorance emanating from across the Atlantic. Drastic action is required.

The Trump regime goes from bad to worse to bloody unbelievable. Last Sunday saw us subjected to dead-eyed automaton Stephen Miller, Trump’s Senior Advisor and the love child of Frankenstein and Elena Ceausescu, who appeared on virtually every US political programme to indoctrinate the masses with his shouty bullshit. “It is a fact  – and you will not deny it – that there are massive numbers of non-citizens in this country who are registered to vote”. Except that it is not a fact and no one has ever adduced any evidence of it being a fact, save to assert that it is a fact, which does not make it a fact. Not even at all. By the way, the purpose of this is to explain why Trump lost New Hampshire. And listen to this one. “Our opponents, the media, and the whole world will soon see as we begin to take further actions, that the powers of the President to protect our country are very substantial and will not be questioned”. Forget the Constitution. Forget the Courts. Kim Don-Un will not be questioned.

The Glorious Leader spent the week tweeting about the dishonest Media which had forced the departure of his former defence advisor who, depending on who you asked and what day you asked about it, either insisted on resigning, was asked to resign or was fired. General Flynn, who makes Robert Duvall in Apocalypse Now look like Gandhi, had spoken to Moscow about lifting Obama’s sanctions on Russia even before Kim Don-Un became President. Not that Flynn had done anything wrong, you understand; he had just forgotten to mention it to the Vice-President, you know, even though the Vice President was appearing on TV and telling everyone that discussions with Moscow never took place. Even on his own story, the Attorney-General brought this matter to the Presidential attention in January but the President didn’t tell the Vice President either. Maybe he should sack himself. The Intelligence Services were also excoriated for leaking classified information, which simultaneously was also Fake News. So the information was Fake and True and Classified but Flynn was only dismissed when the Media got hold of the story. I trust that’s clear.  

Yesterday saw a Press Conference which was, without question, the maddest thing ever in the history of ever. Having deplored Fake News, The Glorious Leader spread some of his own, namely that he had got the highest number of electoral college votes since Reagan. When it was pointed out to him that Obama had got more, he said he meant Republican Presidents. When he was then told that George H Bush had got more, he said he was just repeating the information given to him and he had also seen it somewhere. (Probably in his dreams, together with the 1.5 million people at his inauguration and the illegals pouring into New Hampshire to vote for Clinton). He batted away questions about his staff’s dealings with Russia as “a ruse” and insisted that the only thing Flynn had done wrong was in not telling the Vice President. “I’ve watched various programs and I’ve read various articles where he was just doing his job.” He also explained “You know what uranium is? It’s this thing called nuclear weapons, and other things, like lots of things are done with uranium, including some bad things”. Doubtless this came as a surprise to those who thought uranium was a good thing. Thank goodness he warned us.

In other news, his travel ban (not that it was ban) had a smooth roll-out and his administration, the one that is leaking like a leaky sieve with extra leaks and currently subject to a court injunction, is “running like a fine tuned machine”.  Frankly, the only fine tuned machine he should be thinking about is an ambulance speeding him to a secluded spot where the Nation’s top psychiatrists, psychotherapists and behavioural psychologists can try and figure out what the fuck he was talking about. Until then, it is all aboard the fast canoe to shit creek. Don’t bring your paddle.


We absolutely need cheering up.  Let us turn to a Baker’s Dozen of the week’s worst sartorial shite, starting at the BAFTAS with actress Anya Taylor-Joy, wearing Gucci.


Sorry, Anna. This is just a glorified loo-roll cover with added whimsy.

This is French singer Heloise Letissier aka Christine And the Queens, wearing Lanvin.


Inspired by a stick of liquorice, tailored by Charlie Chaplin, a shirt that shrank in the wash and a train with a concentration camp print. Worn with army boots. Lanvin is taking the piss. In fact, there is more piss than in a pub pissoir at closing time.

Next up is Irish actress Caitriona Balfe, wearing Valentino.


WTF does not even know what this is. It seems to be a patchwork of randomly – coloured thermal vests worn over a pleated sweet wrapper. Valentino? Really?

To the Grammys, where horror was in great abundance. We begin with singer Nicole Scherzinger at a pre-Grammys party, wearing Minge Maestro Michael Costello. 


She looks as though someone ran her over with a truck. Get that Northern Irish bloke from Silent Witness onto those tyre marks!

Singer Halsey is appearing for the second week running, this time wearing Christian Wijnants.


The colour is good but this is just an oversized tracksuit with tit tape. The buttons have fallen off the jacket, the camisole was never on in the first place and the trousers belong to Giant Haystacks.

Meet actress Rose McGowan and her boyfriend Boots. 


Boots looks like a poodle with distemper and he would be well advised to invest in a comb. Rose has come straight from an S&M party and someone seems to have thrown a pot of gold paint over her hair.

Meet musician and producer George Clinton, pictured with Carlon Thompson-Clinton (who looks good).


First question. Why he is wearing a bathrobe? Second question. What on earth is that thing on his head?

George Clinton arrives at the 59th annual Grammy Awards at the Staples Center on Sunday, Feb. 12, 2017, in Los Angeles. (Photo by Jordan Strauss/Invision/AP)

On closer inspection, it appears to be a metallic chauffeur’s cap with spikes. Is it for head-butting parking attendants when they hove into view?  

Of course Lady Gaga was there, wearing a jacket and shorts by Alex Ulichny.


WTF uses the word wearing” loosely. There is cropped, there is bolero and there is tit-baring. Meanwhile, the boots are positively death-defying. It would be safer trying to walk a high wire between skyscrapers….


This is serial offender  Jacqueline von Bierk, wearing Andre Soriano. 


Younger Readers, those shiny things on her dress are called CDs, which is how we used to listen to music before iTunes. Jacqueline is a mouldy CD Pixie, complete with wings and green hair. 

Now we have Australian model Nicole Trunfio, wearing Zuhair Murad.


Zuhair Murad has dressed Nicole in a puce muff ruff, putting onlookers in fear of an imminent minge moment. 

And here is another serial offender, Joy Villa, also wearing Andre Soriano. 


Last year Joy came dressed as a fence. This year, she is not sitting on it.


Joy wants us to “see [Trump] over the politics”, which appears to be her justification for dressing as an Alt-Right wet dream. 

Next up is singer Girl Crush, who describes herself as “LA’s newest pop tart”. 


Never mind tart, she looks like a mermaid popping out of a cupcake.

And there is more, like singer CeeLo Green.


It later emerged that CeeLo was wearing a costume for his new alter ego, Gnarly Davidson. WTF can only observe that if his intention was to look like a knob, he more than succeeded.

Finally, artfully combining the Grammys and It’s Got To Go, this is rapper Lil Yachty and his $35,000 jewelled teeth commissioned specially for the occasion. 


There is no nice way to say this. He looks like a twat with more money than sense. $35,000 on jewelled teeth? They resemble a mouthful of Skittles. And he is dressed like a 19th century Riverboat Gambler. He, his droopy bow tie and his teeth have all Got To Go.


OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Last week there were only a few comments and you know how that upsets WTF no end. Where is your humanity? Put some effort in and send in your suggestions for It’s Got To Go whilst you’re at it.  Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF Robots Special

Hallo Readers,

WTF’s dad used to tell a joke about a man driving around rural Ireland, hopelessly lost. Eventually, he sees a farmer leaning on his fence and stops the car. “Excuse me”, he says, “I’m trying to get to Dublin. Which is the way?” The farmer scratches his head and then replies “If I were you, I wouldn’t start from here”. And that is exactly the problem with Brexit. You wouldn’t start from here. Here is the political equivalent of being lost in the middle of fields in the middle of nowhere. Here is MPs who believe passionately in the EU, MPs who fought the last election in favour of staying in the EU, tramping through the lobby in favour of its abandonment. Here is the Leader of the Labour Party, purportedly pro-EU, imposing a three-line whip on his MPs to trigger Article 50 and the irrevocable process of leaving.  And imposing another three-line whip so that no-one could even seek to amend the bill. Corbyn, the same man who defied the party whip 500 times. Yes, him.  Here is Corbyn having handed the whole damn Brexit thing to Theresa May, and then tweeting


Which is not just locking the stable door after the horse has bolted but burning down the stables and putting your riding clothes on eBay. What is he planning to fight about? As Nicola Sturgeon rightly pointed out “How? You’ve just handed the Tories a blank cheque. You didn’t win a single concession but still voted for the Bill. Pathetic”.  Quite. WTF accepts – reluctantly as hell, but she accepts – that Brexit will now happen. For some reason, a vote which was not binding, which was not expressed in the Referendum Act to be binding, has been accepted as mandatory. But to allow the bill to proceed without challenge, MPs traipsing through the lobbies like nodding doggies, is nothing short of an abrogation of their duties. Their duty is to question, is to challenge,  is to scrutinise. And they are not to going to do it. This isn’t getting our country back because this is not the way our country operated. No wonder the repulsive David Davies planted a kiss on Diane Abbott after she caved in and voted as Corbyn told her. It wasn’t done out of affection, or gratitude, it was done out of triumphalism. And no wonder she told him to fuck off. He was damn lucky she didn’t smack him one. And then shop him to the cops for sexual assault. Has David been taking lessons in behaviour to women from Donald Trump?

Do we want MPs to do what they think is right or what they are told? And by whom should they be told? By their electorate? By their Party Leader? Do they just chuck their conscience out of the window? Should they vote to re-introduce hanging? The majority of the country would probably go for that too. If we want robots, put robots in to vote and let’s save ourselves the salary and expenses for 600-odd MPs. Actually, we might get more sense out of robots….


We start the survey of the week’s sartorial sluice with UKIP candidate Paul Nuttall, out campaigning in Stoke-on-Trent.


As explained last week, PC Plod is currently investigating the fact that Nuttall lived in Bootle but claimed to live in Stoke on his candidacy form, even though he had never even seen the place.  If convicted, he could go inside. Frankly he would be better dressed in prison overalls than in this appalling ensemble, comprising a hideous check tweed cap and coat like a bookie’s runner and a UKIP tie and rosette combo, objectionable both politically and aesthetically. For that alone, never mind possible breaches of election law, he deserves incarceration.

To New York Fashion Week where nonsense abounded, mostly on the men. This is Beyonce’s stylist Ty Hunter at the Elle Party.


If Ty was responsible for putting Bey into that purple silk bra and blue panties for her pregnancy announcement picture, he should join Paul in a cell with no possibility of parole. This Come-To-The-Clown’s-Casbah outfit is further proof of the criminal offence of attacking the public’s eyeballs.

Also looking like a sack of shit was NFL footballer Stefon Diggs at the Robert Geller show.


He’s wearing a top composed from off-cuts and those jeans, although handily ventilated for a hot day, are a whole It’s Got To Go on their own. Something seems to have gone awry around the ankles…

And now a trio of rubbish in our Sheer Tedium section, starting with actress Kristen Stewart hosting Saturday Night Live whilst wearing Spanx. Yes, really…..


One would not have thought Kristen required the Spanx slip but the Spanx slip requires more than a net skirt over it. And what’s with the leather demarcation of the minge area?

Next up, singer Halsey wearing Sophie Theallet at the premiere of Fifty Shades Darker of Filth


It is actually is a dress, not a playsuit and patterned tights, and it can safely be said that it is rather small around the tits. To the power of n. As for the choker, is it a prop from the movie?

Third and equally horrible is this John Galliano dress on singer Noah Cyrus, sister of Miley.


She is 17! Why is she dressed like that? To quote from one of WTF’s favourite films, Tin Men, there is definitely some sort of sickness that runs in that family. In this case, a genetic predisposition to flash your bits in public. Let us hope that medical science soon makes a breakthrough….

It is bad enough to have to put up with the drivel of Fifty Shades of Filth  and its endless sequels without having all these terrible clothes foisted on us at the same time. Like rapper Tameka Cottle, aka Tiny, wearing who knows what.


Tiny is going through a sticky patch in her marriage but that is no excuse for going out and about dressed in an inkblot and a blue condom and more inkblots on her feet. Although the top inkblot appears to be covering inked boobies, which are even worse than the inkblot.

And finally we have Laura Govan, “star” of something called Basketball Wives LA (me neither) and ex of player Gilbert Arenas, by whom she has four children. This outfit, by Azzi & Osta, is as silly as anything you will ever see.


The back view is even worse.

laura-rearWho would anyone want to look like the arse on a stegosarus? Baffling….



This week’s It’s Got To Go is David Beckham. Leaked emails have shown that David might not be quite as nice as he seems. WTF is not bothered about his use of the c-word about those who denied him a knighthood. Looking at the collection of arse-lickers, political timeservers and businesspersons on the make, you can forgive David for his irritation that Philip Green has one and he doesn’t. More worrying is his exhorting others to cough up for charities whilst declining to put his hand in his own pocket, the demand that UNICEF reimburse him £6,685 for an airfare when he had got a ride on a private plane instead and his avoidance of paying tax to the country whose football team he once captained. He and his annoying wife and annoying children have all Got To Go. 


OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Please keep those top comments coming in, as they keep WTF cheery, as well as your suggestions for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF Ban (Not that it is a Ban) Special

Hallo Readers,

If there is one thing worse than than an ignoramus, it is an ignoramus who does not actually want to know anything because s/he is going to do it anyway. And that is the Trump Presidency. It is ignorant. It is arrogant. Just do it. To hell with it. Knee-jerk Government by jerks. Justify it. If you can’t justify it, deny that you said it, even if it is written down or recorded. 

From the moment he assumed office fourteen ghastly days ago, there has been some daily affront to decency, shimmering under the aura of menace, mendacity and monstrous ego. Refugees are “illegal immigrants” with no rights. A Supreme Court nominee is picked to stymie abortion and equal rights, the announcement trailed and staged like the final of The Apprentice. Iran was wrongly accused of firing on an American warship and put “on notice”, although it wasn’t Iran who had fired and it was a Saudi warship. The appalling Steve Bannon, Cardinal Richlieu without the robes, is now admitted as of right to the National Security Council whilst Chiefs of Staff are not. Frederick Douglass, an iconic figure in Black American history, was praised by Trump introducing Black History Month as “someone who has done a terrific job that is being recognized by more and more people” even though he died in 1895 and Trump clearly had no idea who he was. Oh and Holocaust Day was marked by a Presidential Statement which failed to mention the Jews. At all. When asked about this, Chief of Staff Reince Priebus refused to apologise but claimed that the Holocaust was “a horrible time for Jews”.  So that’s alright then.

The main outrage was of course the ban on citizens of 7 countries, all predominantly Muslim, from travelling to the US, imposed without notice and by Executive Order.  We were told it wasn’t a Muslim ban because everyone from those countries was affected. Only it was a Muslim ban because if you were from a minority religion in one of those countries, an exception could be made for you. And later it turned out that it was not actually a “ban”. Even though Trump had called it “a very, very, strict ban”. And it was still a “ban” on Sunday. And on Monday. But on Tuesday, hapless numbskull Sean Spicer, who had himself called it a “ban” on Sunday, told the White House Press briefing that it was not a “ban”. It was “extreme vetting, plain and simple and the President had made that clear.. the words being used are derived from what the Media is calling this.” So the Media quotes Trump using the word “ban” and he says he only then used the word “ban”  because the Media used the word “ban”. I hope that’s clear.

And there was more. Those 109 people “inconvenienced” by the “extreme vetting”, not that there were only 109, included a five year old boy pictured in handcuffs. Handcuffs. That’s pretty damn inconvenient. But Spicer said that you can’t make assumptions based on age. So the “very very strict ban” that wasn’t a “ban” was keeping Americans safe from homicidal kiddies. Although not the ones who are actually American and shoot other Americans with guns by accident.  In America. To Spicer, the events in Canada, where a white supremacist Quebeçois murdered six men in a mosque, were proof positive of the need for a “ban”, not that it was a “ban”. Even though the victims were, er, Muslim and praying in a mosque. And even though the man who murdered them was, er, not Muslim. And even though he hadn’t entered Canada because he had never left Canada in the first place because he was Canadian and so he didn’t need to come in because he was already there. And even though countries that have actually produced terrorists who killed people in the name of Islam were Not on that list. Not Saudi. Not Jordan. Not Afghanistan. Not Pakistan. The fact that Trump does business with them is of course a coincidence. Believe me.

Outraged protesters gathered at airports to demonstrate. Lawyers acted for free to get people out. Judges issued orders to stop deportations. Members of Congress phoned Border Officials to enquire about constituents and had phones slammed down on them. Lawyers were denied access to their clients, even after producing court orders that they could do so. Obloquy rained down from everywhere – except from our Prime Minister who had already issued the invitation of a State Visit on meeting him a few days earlier and now realised that she couldn’t get out of it. Theresa May, let that be a lesson to you – don’t give it all up on the first date. Even if you’re desperate. Because once it’s out, it’s out and it’s too late to put it back in. As Trump himself would say – Sad.


WTF likes to keep a eye on what the White House wears as well as what it does, so we start our weekly review of crappy clothing with Ivanka Trump, pictured with husband Jared Kushner, on the night Daddy signed his Executive Order. Ivanka is wearing a dress by Carolina Herrera costing $4,995.


$4,995 is a lot to pay for crumpled tinfoil. You can buy a large roll from the the corner shop for £1 and crumple it yourself……


Not to mention that whilst many people spent Saturday night worried sick about the Constitution, Ivanka thought it appropriate to post a picture of herself at a posh charity do. These people just don’t get it, do they?

This is radio presenter and former stylist (!) Gemma Cairney.


More tinfoil. When did tinfoil become an actual thing, sartorially speaking? With or without thick black tights? And why does she have a Dunkin’ Donut on her head?


This is American reality star Carmen Ortega at the All-Star National Hockey League (NHL) Event in L.A, wearing not nearly enough.


This was a charity event benefiting the Children’s Hospital in Los Angeles and Carmen turned up dressed like a kinky Nazi stormtrooper. Who knows why?

To the Harper’s Bazaar 150 Most Fashionable Women event and OITNB star,  Danielle Brooks, wearing who knows what.


WTF? She looks like she is standing in a giant asparagus steamer. Who brings a giant asparagus steamer to a gala? And attaches it to their frock to avoid carrying it?

Greet philanthropist Linda Ramone and musician J.D. King at the same do. 


If this is one of Harper’s Bazaar’s 150 most fashionable women, WTF is a banana. Linda looks like the Mad Hatter in drag. J.D. looks like Guy Fawkes on his way to blow up Parliament.


On the whole, the Screen Actors Guild Awards Red Carpet was disappointingly respectable but there were a few stinkers, including actress Julie Bowen wearing J Mendel.

LOS ANGELES, CA - JANUARY 29: Actor Julie Bowen attends The 23rd Annual Screen Actors Guild Awards at The Shrine Auditorium on January 29, 2017 in Los Angeles, California. 26592_008 (Photo by Frazer Harrison/Getty Images)

Mingetastic. The dress resembles a cheap shower curtain and is there any need for the crotch to be quite, er, crocheted?

Here is Nicole Kidman, wearing Gucci.


The colour is great but there is much frothiness and a LOT of exposed chest. And there are parrots!


Who does this remind you of? Come on…. you know the answer.


Yes! Nicole has come dressed as Long John Silver!! All she lacks is the eye patch and the missing leg. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum…..

Also very bad was OITNB’s Jessica Pimentel, wearing Malan Breton.


She gets brownie points for body confidence. She gets minus points for sense. There is an unwarranted amount of flesh on display. Just think how nice this dress would have been had there been more dress.


This week’s It’s Got To Go is Paul Nuttall, the new UKIP Leader, who is seeking to become MP for Stoke in the upcoming by-election. Nuttall gave his address on his candidacy form as 65 Oxford Street, Stoke. But he had never even seen the place, let alone lived there, when he registered although he now claims he intended to live there. Today, Nuttall posted a picture of himself sitting on a mattress on the floor of his new “bedroom”, although it looked more like the broom cupboard in a flophouse. He is either thick or dishonest or both but he is not fit to be an MP.  He’s Got to Go.


OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Luckily you came though with comments this week and extracted WTF from the deep gloom into which she had sunk the previous week when there weren’t any at all. And keep those top suggestions coming in for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF Inauguration Special

Hallo Readers,

Last month, WTF ranted about the new contempt for facts, learning and experience in a blog entitled WTF Wrong is the New Right Special which made Cassandra look cheery, warning that it boded ill for 2017. Trump’s election has not turned out to be as bad as she thought. It is much worse. One week in and it is already clear that truth is the first casualty of Trump’s War. On Day Two, he pitched up at the CIA with twenty braying idiots shipped in to cheer him on cue. He claimed that the lying Media had falsely suggested he had criticised the Intelligence Services for disseminating allegations of his watersporting in a Moscow hotel. Except that he had criticised them for it. On Twitter on 11 January 2017 at 12 48 EST. The braying idiots cheered him to the rafters, like the canned applause you get on American TV shows. Trump also lied that 1.5m people had attended his Inauguration. In his dreams. That lie was then perpetuated by the apoplectic, squeaky-voiced Press Secretary Sean Spicer, together with a whole batch of new and ludicrous lies about the numbers, coupled with thinly veiled threats to hold the Media “accountable”. Spicer made such a fool of himself that a new hashtag, #Spicerfacts, swamped Twitter even more than his outsized, comedy suit swamped him (the suit  got its own hashtag, #SeanSpicersuit). The following day, Trump’s Counsel Kellyanne Conway, a woman who makes Cruella de Vil look cuddly, was quizzed on Spicer’s splenetic performance. Conway explained that he had not lied, he had offered “alternative facts” and then had the temerity to complain when the interviewer laughed at her. On Monday, Spicer, markedly more emollient than on his previous outing and wearing a suit that fitted him, denied he had lied, maintaining “I think sometimes we can disagree with the facts. There are certain things that we may not fully understand when we come out, but our intention is never to lie to you.”

But it is. That is exactly their intention. Their intention is to tell you that black is white, that up is down, that good is bad, that facts are not facts. You cannot disagree with a fact because it is a fact. It is “a thing that is known or proved to be true”. The only alternative to a fact is a lie. Whatever you choose to call it. Juliet remarked “that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet”. That which Trump and Spicer and Conway call a fact is a lie and it stinks worse than a decomposing skunk. Spicer told us that white groundsheets on 20 January 2017 with hundreds of people on them were actually white groundsheets with thousands of people on them. He told us that white groundsheets on 20 January 2013 were green grass because white groundsheets were not used on 20 January 2013, even though anyone with functioning eyeballs could see that on 20 January 2013, thousands of people were standing on white groundsheets. Alternative my arse.

And the lies have kept on coming. And will keep on coming. Trump’s rampant Narcissism means he cannot bear to be bettered, cannot bear rejection, cannot bear mockery, cannot bear criticism. He deals with it by lying. So there have to be more people at, or watching, his inauguration than ever before. No one else gives a shit how many people attended a Republican inauguration in a Democrat city on a freezing cold, wet, January day or whether people watched it on their iPhones. But Trump does and so he will lie about it and send his minions out to lie about it and then he will rage at the Media for not swallowing the lie. Just like he only lost the popular vote because millions of illegal immigrants voted for Clinton. And he will tell his credulous supporters that he didn’t say this or tweet that and that the Media are the liars, so that eventually they will only get their news direct from his tweets and Spicer’s lies. And just as they have been told that Mexicans are criminals, that Muslims are terrorists and that bankers and big business (the bosses of which now form his Cabinet) ruined America, they will come to believe that any inconvenient truth is a lie. Hail to the Chief.


Our review of the week’s clothing cloaca starts in Washington D.C. with Sean Spicer in his ridiculous suit.


That suit is big enough for two. The sleeves are ruched, the collar is picketing his neck, the shirt doesn’t fit and he can’t tie his tie. Sean should also invest in some Bobbi Brown under-eye concealer at the earliest opportunity.


And here is Kellyanne Conway at the Inauguration, wearing Gucci.


In keeping with her new role as Enemy of the Elite, Kellyanne appeared in this $3,400 coat and an upturned flowerpot on her head. Was she paying homage to the Patriots?  They had better hats.


And speaking of elites, here is pointless Paris Hilton out and about in London.


This is part-Oscar, part Missandei from Game of Thrones, all bad. And sunglasses in the dark are just silly. 

In similar vein, we have Orange is the New Black actress Ruby Rose, wearing WTF Bugbear Julien Macdonald.


This gold frock, complete with imminent Minge Moment and tit-harness, makes Ruby, who has FIFTY-FOUR tattoos, look like a particularly scrawny, cross-dressing, teenaged teamster. 

Ruby and Milla Jovovich are in a movie called Resident Evil – the Final Chapter.  Here is Milla at the premiere, wearing Prada.


This is a nightdress trimmed with untrimmed grey pubic hair. Meanwhile, whoever did lovely Milla’s makeup needs a slap, a P45 and another slap.

To LA and actress Keke Palmer at the premiere of “The New Edition Story”.


Keke was “styled”, if that is the word I am looking for, which it is is not, by “stylist”, if that is the word I am looking for, which it is manifestly is not, Maikeeb Kills. To be frank, Maikeeb is taking the piss. The fringed raffia Hawaiian bra, which does not seem up to the job, is not so much “Aloha, Aloha” as “Hehena”, which means “raving mad”.

To Paris Fashion Week and WTF regular Lewis Hamilton, wearing Givenchy.

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Lewis is dressed as Don José, the toreador in a rollerblading version of Bizet’s Carmen.

This is Z-lister Lizzie Cundy en route to the National Television Awards in London, wearing Aashi.

lizzie-sariLizzie is wrapped in a silken bedsheet and baring her bellybutton like a Grecian handmaiden. Someone should take the fabric around her wrist and tether her to the bannisters in her front hall to prevent further assaults upon the Public’s sensibilities. Yurgle.

Finally, we have the “star” of Geordie ShoreMarnie Simpson, wearing no knickers at the National Television Awards. WARNING!!! MIND HOW YOU GO!!!



Oh God. Full-on 4HD vulvarama from this ghastly, rough-as-a-bear’s-arse no-mark. This would not even pass muster in Newcastle’s Bigg Market. Just. Go. Away.


This week’s It’s Got To Go arises from various outraged WTF aficionados who are appalled by thself-satisfied, smirking tub of lard that is Piers Morgan. He is now so firmly wedged up the Presidential rectum that it would take teams of fireman and medics to extract him, like a particularly pervy episode of Critical. First, when Ewan McGregor refused to be interviewed by him in protest at Morgan’s disparagement of the Women’s Marches, he launched a vitriolic attack on the actor in the Daily Mail, calling him a “pedophile-loving hypocrite” (a reference to McGregor once praising director Roman Polanski). Morgan then asked why women were complaining about being made to wear high heels at work as he had to wear makeup on TV. Finally, he offered May advice on her meeting with Trump as he was “the only Briton Trump follows on Twitter” and “If it’s all going horribly wrong, don’t hesitate to mention my name”. He has so Got To Go.


OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. There was not a single comment last week and you know how this makes WTF plunge headlong into Stygian gloom. Don’t let it happen again. And don’t forget your suggestions for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF We’re Offski Special

Hallo Readers,

This week Theresa May gave us her Brexit vision, clad, or should that be plaid, in her “lucky” tartan Vivienne Westwood trouser suit, the one which makes her look like Great Uncle Bulgaria in the Wombles (WTF is indebted to Daniel Blake, @killhopelaw, for pointing this out).


May announced that Britain would be leaving the EU, the Single Market, the European Court, possibly the Customs Union once somebody works out what the hell it is and those summits where all the other Leaders snub our PM because he/she has pissed them off. We won’t be paying them bucketfuls of money, we won’t be propping up their farmers, we won’t let their fruit pickers and caseworkers into the country to nick our citizens’ jobs, not what they want them. We are definitively offski. We want to stay friends with them, as long as we don’t have to pay for anything or let them have a say in what we do and we still want to reach a deal to trade with them. However, should they even think of getting shirty and insisting on stuff, like tariffs, well, we will get tough with them. It reminded WTF of King Lear raging impotently at his daughters, “I will do such things..What they are, yet I know not but they will be the terrors of the earth”. Only he was off his head. May warned that she would walk away with no deal rather than a bad deal, as if no deal with 500m people would be a better deal than any deal. Oh and Parliament will get a vote on the final deal, which makes all that guff in the Supreme Court about prerogative and the People Have Spoken a total waste of time and money. But that’s politics, folks.

At home, the reception was largely fawning, except of course amongst the liberal elite. She put Johnny Foreigner in his place. She kicked arse. She is the new Churchill/Boudicca/Good Queen Bess etc. Abroad, there was rather less enthusiasm. President Hollande’s office indicated that the UK should not be allowed to enjoy better conditions outside the single market when it leaves the European Union, suggesting that tariffs could be imposed on British exports. Enter our Foreign Secretary Boris Johnson, who poured his oil on troubled waters thus – “If Mr Hollande wants to administer punishment beatings to anybody who chooses to escape, rather in the manner of some World War II movie, then I don’t think that is the way forward, and actually it’s not in the interests of our friends and partners.” You do not expect tact or diplomacy from Johnson, although that it is his fucking job but it would be nice if he could manage to go through a week without offending the people who are supposed to be our allies and partners. Presumably his next trick will be to sing Springtime for Hitler to Mrs Merkel.

It’s not looking good is it? We would rather do ourselves out of trade deals than let more Europeans in, even though those who are still here probably won’t be asked to leave and lots of other people are also here who have nothing to do with the EU. We offend people when they point out the obvious, namely that they will not agree to our leaving being more favourable than staying. We will be reliant on the largesse of Donald Trump to put us ahead of other prospective traders, even though the man can’t remember what he said yesterday and when reminded of it, either denies it or says he didn’t mean it. Hey, but it’s OK. We’re getting our country back. In the manner of Donald Trump, we will put the great back into Great Britain.   Whatever the cost. 


We turn to review the week’s fashion fiascos, starting with actress and singer Miley Cyrus.


If a teddy bear in a tiara went shopping, this is what it would look like. Miley should unzip that giant Le Sportsac bag, climb into it and not come out until she learns not to be silly. Which, on previous form, will be never. As for the ice-lolly glasses (worn in the dark – double black mark), they are a recipe for disaster. Jolt your head forward suddenly and you could gouge both cheeks open. Nasty.

Next we have pointless celeb Khloe Kardashian, wearing Ashish.

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This sparkly tracksuit is more Hashish than Ashish. Why would you lounge about in a sequinned tracksuit? You would end up with more indentations than the surface of a satsuma. As for the furry slides, she looks like she has a couple of skinned cats on her feet.

And here is her half-sister Kylie Jenner, wearing Balmain.


Is this vile Balmain concoction reserved for members of the uber-Trashy Kardashian/Jenner clan? Half-sister Kourtney K was wearing something similar only the other week. And it looked terrible on her as well.

WEST HOLLYWOOD, CA - JANUARY 10: Kylie Jenner arrives at the Marie Claire's Image Maker Awards 2017 on January 10, 2017 in West Hollywood, California. (Photo by Steve Granitz/WireImage)

It is mandatory for the Kardashian/Jenners to flash their butt at all opportunities, to which (rear) end Balmain has designed this raggedy-arsed thing, part Betty Rubble, part Bergamasco dog.


To the People’s Choice Awards where we meet actor Tahj Mowry, wearing The Kooples.


He is cute and his show Baby Daddy is a big success in the US but that suit is simply too small. The jacket could not be buttoned if he were on a sponsored bet and his trousers have had a serious dispute with his ankles to the extent that both sides have now instructed lawyers.

Also there was actress Kristen Bell, wearing Rasario.


Regular Readers will know that WTF hates a pleated tit almost above all things and these pleated tits are particularly bad, like a pair of frilly moon cups. At least they distract from the fact that the trousers are about four inches too long…..

And there was actor Chris Sullivan, starring in TV series This Is Us, wearing who knows what…


Another jacket that is way too small. And a paint chart has vomited copiously on his trousers.

To the Television Critics’ Awards and wonderful actress Susan Sarandon, wearing Protagonist.


The suit itself (which will cost you over £1,300) is not too bad although a bit spivvy. Questions however must be asked about Susan’s magnificent embonpoint, hoicked up like a mountain range at sunset, and the scuffed silver bootees.

And finally, we have the appalling “socialite” (i.e. useless parasite) Lady Victoria Hervey at a BAFTA do in LA, wearing Ivan Donev. This one is really bad.

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At least Susan Sarandon has some top-quality knockers to display. Lady Victoria’s are flatter than the Cambridgeshire fens. This is what Lewis Hamilton would wear if he went straight from the track to a costume party dressed as a pole dancer. The last time WTF saw that many bones, they were in an ossuary. Nor can the unwarranted amount of camel toe be ignored, or indeed forgotten. Traumatic.


This week’s It’s Got To Go is from WTF of Islington who was forced to spend the whole of Monday looking at and listening to Michael Gove, fresh from the non-triumph of the arse-licking-fest that was his Times “interview” with Donald Trump. Gove was on every television and radio programme giving us his insights into the Orange-utan-Elect, despite failing to ask him a single penetrating question or to challenge the ridiculous answers. WTF’s ire was further heightened by the footage of Gove BOWING at the culmination of proceedings. For that alone, as well as for everything else, he has definitely Got To Go.


OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Keep those top  comments coming in as well as your excellent suggestions for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF All Things Golden Special

Hallo Readers,

Rather like Cameron and Piggate, the truth of the lurid allegations concerning President-Elect Trump is almost irrelevant. Schadenfreude is a basic human right and since every other human right is currently under attack, we have to cling on to those we are still able to enjoy. Whether Trump once paid Russian scrubbers to piss on each other and/or him is not the point. In fact, given the racist, mendacious campaign that got him elected, the fact that it is probably untrue makes the allegations all the more enjoyable. Almost as enjoyable as the outrage with which Trump and his team denounced the “fake news” as if he were not the man who repeatedly quoted a “very reliable source” that Barack Obama was not an American citizen and came to the US as a foreign student; the man who asserted that Hillary Clinton was a criminal who was going to jail; and the man who is generally incapable of distinguishing between the truth and his left buttock. (What actually is between his left buttock and his right buttock appears to be the appalling Piers Morgan, whose unswerving devotion to the orange-coloured buffoon is just plain embarrassing. Nearly as embarrassing as WTF aficionado Yvonne Ridley having to explain to her nonagenarian mother what a golden shower is. WTF would have paid good money to have witnessed that one…..)

Golden showers aside, this is no laughing matter. In seven days, Donald J Trump will be the 45th President of the United States and every day that passes would dent even the optimism of M. Pangloss and his cheery motto of “all is for the best in the best of all possible worlds”. He has the attention span of a gnat with ADHD, the spite of a petulant teenager (when attacked by Meryl Streep at the Golden Globes for mocking a disabled reporter, he retaliated by tweeting that she was “the most overrated actress in Hollywood”) and the vocabulary of the game show host he once was (everyone he likes is “fantastic” or “very, very brilliant”). He can barely string a sentence together. His Press Conference on Wednesday was an excruciating blend of arrogance, ignorance, incoherence and bullshit. He would “be the greatest jobs producer that God ever created. And I mean that, I really — I’m going to work very hard on that”. He denied consorting with paid ladies because he is a “germophobe” although his germophobia  is at odds with his boasted practice of approaching total strangers and kissing them – and more. He seemed to defend the Russians even through they had blatantly hacked into US computers and helped propel him to victory. He compared his Intelligence Services to Nazi Germany. His closeness, some might say indebtedness, to Putin was an asset, not a liability. And if they didn’t get along – well, he would be tougher on him than Clinton would ever have been. (This put WTF in mind of a boast her uncle once made to her father namely, “If I could swim, I could swim better than you”. Only he was 11 at the time and not 70). His explanation of how Mexico will pay for the Wall? “Mexico in some form, and there are many different forms, will reimburse us and they will reimburse us for the cost of the wall. That will happen, whether it’s a tax or whether it’s a payment — probably less likely that it’s a payment. But it will happen”. His failure to produce his tax returns? They don’t tell you anything, apparently. Only they do. Like whether you pay some. And how much. Meanwhile, the Senate is hearing from a bunch of Neanderthals whom Trump has appointed to his Cabinet, many of whom would be quite at home on Planet of the Apes.

So as the Inauguration approaches, with its promised “soft sensuality” (as another WTF aficionado Joshua LaPorte pointed out “soft sensuality” sounds like a brand of condoms), WTF has switched from anger and disbelief to fear, loathing and trepidation. Because if Trump is even 10% as evasive, delusional, vengeful and dishonest as he came across this week, the next four years and maybe, Heaven forfend, eight years are going to be a catastrophe.


Talking of the Golden Globes, it is time to cast an eye on the sartorial shockers of that night, starting with actress Nicola Peltz wearing Alexander Wang.

BEVERLY HILLS, CA - JANUARY 08: Actress Nicola Peltz attends the 18th Annual Post-Golden Globes Party hosted by Warner Bros. Pictures and InStyle at The Beverly Hilton Hotel on January 8, 2017 in Beverly Hills, California. (Photo by Frazer Harrison/Getty Images)

Alexander Wank has given us a pink bra behind a mesh tit window in a studded leather harness and an oh-so-boring-I-could-die sheer skirt, striped like a demonic barber’s pole. 

Actress Anna Kendrick wearing Vionnet.


The problem is the tit sling which has knocked everything off kilter so that in a seismic shift, Anna’s breasts appear to have moved to the left of where breasts are usually to be found. The effect is rather like one of Picasso’s cubist paintings.


Actress Anna Chlumsky, wearing Roland Mouret.


More wonky boobs. Is this the newest fashion trend for 2017? Whoever is dressing Anna deserves a slap, a P45 and another slap. First there was the horror of her Emmys dress and now this, making her chest resemble a couple of lopsided hillocks.

Actress Jessica Biel, wearing Elie Saab.


Rather than sewing on all those little children’s stickers, maybe Elie could have used some of the thread to finish the skirt. And a little more fabric on the bodice….

Model and actress Emily Ratajkowski, wearing Reem Accra.


Reem Accrid strikes again with this slithery concoction but the main culprit is Emily, who is knock-kneed and flashing both her mammaries and her drawers like a naughty schoolgirl.

Actress Michelle Mitchenor, wearing who knows what.


She is wearing Mickey Mouse ears as a top and a most ill-advised pair of trousers like elongated boxing shorts and designed for someone six inches taller. The only knockout here is the one that should be aimed at the unnamed designer.

Pointless reality star Kylie Jenner, wearing Labourjoisie.

kylieThe dress is indescribably vulgar, as is the silver yoke around her neck and  it also appears to be ripped at the side. Either that or there is a built-in vaginal ventilation system.

Actor Cuba Gooding Jnr, wearing something way too small.


The jacket itself is fine. It is just that Cuba needed to go two sizes up. Here is a WTF Golden Rule. If your jacket is buttoned up and you can see shirt between the last button and the trousers, the jacket is too small for you or you are too big for it. Or both. At the afterparty Cuba (clearly the worse for wear) removed his jacket and put a KFC bucket on his head. And he looked better.


Actress Sophie Turner, wearing Louis Vuitton. Louis Vuitton!


WTF does not even know what this is but it is a bilious bucket of bad, bits of this and that and not enough of anything.

Finally, actress Nicole Kidman, wearing Alexander McQueen.


WTF read an article about Australian designer Alex Perry, who was over in LA hoping to tempt Nicole’s stylist with a couple of beautiful black dresses for the Red Carpet. This was WTF’s favourite of the two.


Instead, Alex was knocked back in favour of a creation that made Nicole  appear to be standing in the shower whilst wearing water-wings. 




Internet sensation Baddie, 88, was initially languishing in third place but leapt into the lead in the second week of voting and stayed there with a clear lead over rapper Brooke Candy (second) and titsy moron Chloe Goodman, third. Baddie shows that age is no bar to bad taste. A most distinguished winner.


This week’s It’s Got To Go is courtesy of WTF aficionado Sir William Nicholson who complains about those airport roped chicanes constructed so that people can stand in an orderly line. Or something. Only often there are no people and yet passengers are still compelled to zig-zag through these lanes like bemused visitors to the Hampton Court maze, walking half a mile to go 100 feet. It’s Got To Go.



OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. It’s good to be back. Keep those comments coming in as well as your excellent suggestions for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x

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WTF Christmas Turkey Poll 2016

Hallo Readers,

It’s here!! The WTF Christmas Turkey is back and more horrible than ever. No really – what follows is a series of really revolting fashion disasters, as bad as any collection WTF has ever compiled.

WTF has no idea what is going on but sartorially speaking, 2016 is the Year of the Minge Moment. There was masses of it everywhere. There is quite a lot of in these nominations. And WTF wants to know why? Why? WHY? When did it become OK to flash your lady parts in public? Because in WTF’s book, it never was and it never will be. Never has “fashion” sunk to such levels of utter vulgarity. The sheer tedium trend still has not gone away and even when people are covered up, they look no better. As you will see…

So, lovely Readers, it is over to you. Your job is to wade through this sea of sartorial shockingness and to select as many people as you want from the 20 nominees. There is none of that Single Transferable Vote malarkey here. Vote early and vote often and make sure that everyone you know does the same. Should you choose to do so, you can also leave scathing comments to go with your votes. The results will be published in the next blog which will be – wait for it!!!! – Friday 13th January 2017 because WTF is off on a lengthy trip to the Antipodes to get away from this dreadful post-Brexit Godforsaken country, if only for a little while. Will she come back sunnier for the break? Let us hope so.

All that remains is to wish you all a very happy Christmas/Chanukah/other and a Happier New Year and to thank you all for putting up with this schizophrenic mixture of politics and fashion and whimsy and vitriol and even showing signs of quite liking it. See you next year. Be good.


1. Anna Chlumsky, actress, wearing Christian Siriano.


Anna had recently had a baby but that was no excuse for turning up at the Emmys wearing a textured bedspread. The ruching above the knees is particularly pointless.

2. Arrow Benjamin, musician, wearing who knows what.


WTF does not know what is worse – the Amish hat, the floral fabric or the built-in body warmer. But it is all just terribly, terribly terrible. 

3.Baddie Winkle, octogenarian internet sensation, wearing not nearly enough.


WTF is all for growing old disgracefully and Baddie is fit as a fiddle but no-one, of whatever age, should venture out with nothing but a few sparkles covering their bits. And those boots! The stick, however, is jolly.

4. Brooke Candy, rapper, wearing Marco Marco.


WTF was sorrowfully forced to draw a comparison between the minge cover and a leaking panty-pad. The whole look is an outrage, including the curtain pulls on her head.

5. Chiara Ferragni, fashion blogger, wearing Dior.


Essentially, this is just a glorified hairdresser’s gown with pleated tits. Not that Chiara is filling them. WTF hates a pleated tit almost above all things and nearly as much as she hates the fact that Dior has gone right down the pan.

6. Chloe Khan, reality star, wearing not nearly enough.


Like Tutankhamen with tits – and camel toe. Appalling.

7. Chrissy Teigen, model, wearing Yousef Akbar.


Chrissy sought to pretend that putting her vulva on view was an accident, despite her dress being slashed to the waist with nothing underneath. No-one believed her.

8. Cole Whittle, musician, wearing who knows what.


In short, this is a truly preposterous get-up. Meanwhile, snow boots are rarely required in Amsterdam in early November.

9. Dayanne Mello, model, wearing not nearly enough.

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Dayane, like Giulia Salemi below, appeared at the Venice Film Festival for the sole purpose of publicising her pudendum.  Job done. Now go away….

10.  Elettra Lamborghini, Italian reality “star”, wearing not nearly enough.

elettraElettra went to the MTV EMA Awards with everything on display. But did we want to see it? Answer – no. Not even at all.

11. Elton John, megastar, wearing who knows what.


Elton went strolling around St Tropez in this foul shorts suit. The size of his entourage makes WTF think that one of them could have ironed it for him before he left the villa. The brooch is very Hyacinth Bucket. And clock the matching shirt and trainers….

12. Giulia Salemi, actress, wearing not enough.


Dayane Mello’s partner in crime. If you are going to flash your fanny at a film festival, at least spend half an hour at the spray tanners. And hope that it isn’t windy.

13. Jeremy Scott, designer, wearing something of his own design.


The suit is like the background of an acid-trip cartoon and he has forgotten his shirt. Furthermore, the pink cap and Kermit’s own neon Birkenstocks, singly or in combination, are simply unforgiveable.

14. Kim Kardashian, “celebrity”, wearing  Balmain.


Readers, it could not be more simple. If you have to cover your hooha with your hand, there is something wrong with your outfit. And with you for wearing it.

15. Mariah Carey, singer, wearing not nearly enough.


Mariah has recently split with billionaire beau James Packer and seems intent on showing him what he is missing. Not that he is probably missing it. But why should the rest of us have to suffer? There is simply not enough dress and/or too much Mariah. Or both.

16.  Nicky Minaj, rapper, wearing Maison Margiela.

NEW YORK, NY - OCTOBER 15: Rapper Nicki Minaj attends TIDAL X: 1015 on October 15, 2016 in New York City. (Photo by Brad Barket/Getty Images for TIDAL)

Either show your nipples or wear a bra. Do not use strips of masking tape. That is all.

17. Pam Hogg, designer, (right) and (NB) 19. Tuuli Shipster (left), actress, both wearing Pam Hogg. Vote for each separately.


Pam has history for turning up at Red Carpet events covered up from head to toe and wearing sunglasses in the dark whilst dressing her companion in spangly body-stockings with only a few sequins covering the basics. WTF has diagnosed this as Mingehausen by Proxy. Anyway, both of them look ridiculous.

18. Tove Lo, singer, wearing Crap Diem (sic).

SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA - NOVEMBER 23: Trove Lo arrives for the 30th Annual ARIA Awards 2016 at The Star on November 23, 2016 in Sydney, Australia. (Photo by Brendon Thorne/Getty Images)

This gynaecological garment was designed by Tove’s stylist. It is ghastly. As for the boots, what do they have to do with the price of fish? 

19. Tuuli Shipster (see above with Pam Hogg, 17).

20. Lady Victoria Hervey, pointless celebrity, wearing Adolfio Sanchez.


Too late to make the week’s fashion review, Lady Victoria appeared in this horror. She appears to be burning in the flames of hell like the last scene –  SPOILER –  of Don Giovanni. Very, very bad.



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