Hallo Readers, 

When Donald J Trump was elected President, some people still hoped for a Damascene conversion to something more thoughtful, more measured, less mendacious, that he would be guided by the knowledge, wisdom and experience of his advisers. Yes, they were really that stupid. Of course, there was no Damascene conversion. Trump has not even flown over the road to Damascus on his way to another weekend of golf. And the morons and bigots who voted for him would not want it any other way. As Barry White sang, “Don’t go changing….I love you just the way you are”. They love him for being a narcissist devoid of compassion, a bully and a pathological liar.

On 4 October, four US soldiers were killed in Niger. As Commander in Chief, a President, any President, is required to write or phone or meet Gold Star Families, to thank them for the service and bravery of their loved one and to say a few words of comfort. But this bloated, draft-dodging braggart, a man who boasted that his personal Vietnam had been in avoiding the clap, did not contact the families or even refer to them in his daily tsunami of tweets. On Monday he was asked why, at which point he did what he always does. He made it all about him and he lied. He said he had written letters that weekend which were, or shortly would be, in the post and would call when it was appropriate   He said Obama had not telephoned Gold Star Families whereas he, Trump, always both wrote and telephoned. before admitting that he did not actually know what past Presidents had done. He then told us how upsetting these phone calls were for him. Who knew talking to bereaved families could be so hard? 

On Tuesday, Trump called Myeshia Johnson, the pregnant widow of Sgt La David Johnson, whilst she was in a car taking her, her two children, her husband’s mother Cowanda Jones-Johnson and a family friend, Rep Frederica Wilson, to Miami airport to meet the coffin. On Wednesday, Rep. Wilson publicly criticised that call. She said Trump had told Mrs Johnson “..that’s what he signed up for but I guess it hurts anyway”. Even worse, he had not mentioned Sgt Johnson by name. The Cretin-in-Chief immediately accused the “Democrat Congresswoman” of “fabricating” her account. Rep Wilson stood by her story, which was confirmed by Mrs Jones-Johnson and by another passenger in the car. Trump again denied it, claiming he had “a very nice conversation” with “the woman, the wife”, probably because he had no fucking idea what her name was. Only Trump could claim to have had “a very nice conversation’ with a sobbing widow on her way to receive her husband’s coffin, but then this is the man who told homeless Puerto Ricans to “have a good time” and threw paper towels at them like chucking fish to seals at feeding time.

We now know Trump did refer to Sgt Johnson as “your guy” and not by his name. This was confirmed by Comical Ali in drag, Sarah Sanders. We know that he said, “he knew what he signed up for”. This was confirmed by General Kelly, who was supposed to be the “proof” that this was not said. Rep. Wilson and Mrs Jones-Johnson were therefore not lying but no one will ever apologise to them. Instead Trump, Sanders, Kelly and the rabid Trumpers attacked her for “politicising” the call. Kelly, who is now Trump’s gatekeeper, said he was stunned by “that woman” reporting on a private conversation between the President and a young wife (in which case, why was he listening to it and did Mrs Johnson know he was?) and that Trump had tried to comfort the family “in the best way he could”. (In other words, Trump had completely screwed it up). The point is not that Rep Wilson listened to the conversation and then talked about it. The point is that Trump lied about Obama’s past practice to cover his own dereliction of duty and then lied about Rep Wilson and, by implication, about Mrs Jones-Johnson, to cover up the inadequacy of his call. (He has not contacted every Gold Star family either – another lie). Do you think Trump and Kelly would have been outraged if Rep Wilson had praised his warmth and compassion during that call?

Attacking Gold Star families is getting to be a bit of a habit. And what do Rep Wilson, Mrs Jones-Johnson and the Muslim family Gazir and Ghazala Khan whom Trump attacked last year all have in common? They are not white.  It is a wonder Trump could restrain himself from using the word “uppity”.

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Let us start our review of the week’s clothing crapulence with singer Paloma Faith at the Q Awards in London.

We haven’t seen Paloma on these pages for quite a while but this horror is more than worthy of inclusion. Why would a grown woman want to go out and about dressed as a stick of rock? And where are her feet?

But Readers! That is not even the worst of it. She is wearing gold lip rings.

Some of us who have heard Paloma warbling away over the years might well have wanted her to to keep quiet. But not by stapling her lips together, which is just horrible.

To the AmFAR gala in Los Angeles and artist Romero Britto. His suit is very shiny.

WTF does not like a shiny suit, especially when it is worn with ill-fitting trousers with some unfortunate colour shading in the crotch area, suggesting leakage. And those bejewelled sneakers!

Next up, we have singer Rihanna wearing items from her new range, Fenty x Puma.

The top half of this ensemble is inspired by a Scottish serving wench from Braveheart whilst the bottom half is a homage to the historic moment when Neil Armstrong first set foot on the moon. All Rihanna needs is an upturned fishbowl on her head to complete the look…..

We call in at the at the Elle Women in Hollywood Awards and meet actress Juliette Lewis wearing Andreas Kronthaler for Vivienne Westwood.

This is the lovechild of a Spanish Flamenco dancer and a Christmas Bacofoil Centurion. Olé!

Actress Kristen Stewart was also Elle’s guest, wearing Antonio Beradi instead of her usual Chanel.

Love the shoes. Quite like the trousers. Could even have lived with the bralet. But that jacket is an It’s Got To Go all on its own with the ubiquitous cold-shoulder that is not actually bare but held together by a pair of old tights.

Actress Nicole Kidman accompanied her husband singer Keith Urban to the CMT Artists Awards in Nashville,  wearing Versace.

Here is a WTF rule. No one looks good in vaginal pink velvet, not even when the dress is nicer than this one. 

Finally, to the TIDAL Benefit in Los Angeles where we encounter rapper Remy Ma, wearing a Jennifer Le fur jacket and Fendi furri bootees. Oh, and her underwear…

Fur has come back as an actual thing after years in the fashion wilderness. WTF confesses to having hung on to her late mother’s mink coat from the 1970’s which she wore to the funeral by way of homage (plus it was a very cold day). But the point of fur is to keep you warm, not to wear it with everything else hanging out and stupid bootees like a polar bear’s paws.

This week’s It’s Got To Go comes from WTF aficionado Sue Peters, who has raised her pet hate, namely the use of adjectives as nouns, such as `My Bad` or`Feed my Funny` (used by the BBC) or `Feed your happy` which has its own website or even ‘Find my Happy’.  It’s bollocks. It’s offensive. It’s twee. It’s Got To Go.

OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Please keep those comments coming in as WTF values them like anything.  And don’t forget your excellent suggestions for It’s Got To Go.  Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x