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Hallo Readers,

You find WTF in low mood. Maybe it’s because the weather is on the turn. Maybe it’s because austerity seems to be back with a bang, and the gloss seems to be slipping off the new labour facade with Keir Starmer going from hero to  zero in the eyes of the public in a matter of weeks. Maybe it is because she is sleeping badly and is often woken in the middle of the night by the noise of rutting foxes who clearly find Islington more congenial than rural parts various. But mostly it’s because despite the fact that Donald Trump, the rancid kumquat, made a terrible fool of himself in Tuesday’s presidential debate with Kamala Harris, tens of millions of Americans are still going to vote for this moronic, racist, lying, slipping-into-dementia, horror show of a man so that he may well again be president, that is, unless the boiling rage inside him and a diet composed almost entirely of sugar and unsaturated fats does not strike him down before November 5. You see, WTF is perplexed, no, make that stunned, people can look at Trump and think to themselves either (i)  ‘that is the man we need, the good Lord has sent him to lead us to prosperity’ (ii) ‘yes, he is a liar, a felon, and an assaulter of women, but I still think he’ll do a good job’ or (iii) ‘I don’t like Harris and he is a better candidate’. A man who talks about Haitian immigrants in Ohio eating people’s pets, feasting on a veritable canine and feline buffet. A man who has had nine years to produce a healthcare plan, one he has promised to put before the people “within a fortnight” since 2015, and was forced to admit that he has only got as far as having the ‘concepts of one’. The man who does not actually believe in abortion at all, but who struck a deal with the evangelical nutters that he would get rid of it in exchange for their support; he got the federal right to an abortion overturned and returned the issue to the states, so that now 20 out of 50 of those states prohibit abortion, some with no exceptions at all for rape, incest, or the health of the mother and some prohibiting it from conception and so early in pregnancy that do not even know they are pregnant. The man who continues to deny that he lost the last election and is laying the framework for claiming, should he lose this one, that he in fact won it while his rabid supporters are already devising ways of overturning votes that do not go in his favour. A man who has vowed to pursue his political opponents and put them in jail. A man who has promised to pardon his supporters convicted of violent offences on January 6, 2021 and get them out of jail. A man who has suggested that the previous head of the military should be executed. A man who keeps company with racists and fascists and misogynists and travelled to this week’s 9/11 commemorations with a conspiracist who called that day an “inside job” and posted that if Harris got elected the White House would “smell of curry”. A man who praises autocratic, undemocratic, world leaders. A man who will let Ukraine perish. A man who is stark staring mad. God help us all.

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We start our review of the week’s awful apparel with actors Ashley Park and her on-screen and off-screen boyfriend Paul Forman at the Rome launch of the second of season 4 of Emily in Paris.

So the actor who plays French Nico turns out to be a former model and is half-French, half Brit and the actress who plays the Chinese/Eurotrash Mindy (whose outfits have been turning more and more bondage of late) is actually born in Michigan of Korean heritage. I suppose it’s called acting. As for their outfits, she has two-tone tits and he looks like he is going fencing. 

Next we are off to the end of the Venice Film Festival where we find actor Sienna Miller wearing Chloe.

Oh. She looks as if she has gone out in her knickers in a snowstorm and thigh boots – which is impractical attire. Meanwhile, that is not a belt, it is an advertising hoarding.

And now we are off to the MTV VMA awards in New York where a variety of people wore very silly clothes like singer Katy Perry wearing Who Decides War. Yes, really.

Katy has been skidding along just above rock bottom for some time now, artistically and sartorially, but WTF thinks she might have crash-landed in what looks like the lovechild of Wilma Flintstone and some old ropes. And there seems to have been an oil leak…..

Next up is influencer Addison Rae wearing something inexplicable.

The only thing Addison is influencing WTF to do is to piss herself laughing. If a white sunflower went to a fancy dress party as a dancer from a 30s speakeasy, this is what it would look like.

And here is another ridiculous person,  TV personality Chanel West Coast wearing ….honestly? WTF has no idea.  None at all.

Undies,  a pair of tits and half a tutu. And that is not even the worst of it. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HER TITS?? They look as if they have been run over with a steamroller, like something out of Tom and Jerry…...

And here we are at the Toronto International Film Festival (TIFF) meeting actor and singer Grace VanderWaal (Dutch name but  born in Kansas) wearing Liam Wilson Mackenzie.

This one took a lot of deciphering, in fact more deciphering than a bunch of boffins working around the clock by candlelight in Bletchley breaking the Enigma Code. So, this is a goggle-eyed pink frog with glaucoma wearing a feathery hat and panniers. Or something..

And here is our old friend Cate Blanchett wearing more bloody spoons by Hodikova.

Keen readers may recall that this Hodakova person makes clothing out of recycled old tat. Recently she wore a halter neck top made out of old teaspoons and now she has dandled a few of the same ones  from the hem of her jacket, as if she were about to jump up and do cabaret accompanying herself on the cuillères.

And finally here is the recently divorced actor and singer Jennifer Lopez doing what the Daily Mail likes to call “showing her ex what he is missing,” wearing Tamara Ralph.

The problem with Jen showing her ex what he is missing is that, in Ben’s case, he probably isn’t missing it.  Especially when she is dressed like a sparkling sandwich board held together with velvet bows.

This week’s It’s Got To Go comes from WTF aficionado WTF of Islington who is sick to the back teeth of everything. That’s It. That’s the entry.

OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Keep your tip top comments coming through and your splendid suggestions for It’s Got To Go. Let us meet again next Friday, Be good x