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Hallo Readers,

In Matthew 7, verses 3-5, Jesus said unto whomsoever he said it unto, ‘Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother’s eye’. Were He around today, He would doubtless have said something similar to the editors of the Daily Telegraph, Daily Mail, Daily Express, Nigel Farage, Kemi Badenoch, and the whole of the Tory party backbenches, who have spent the week excoriating Chancellor Rachel Reeves and acusing her of lying to Parliament, misleading the Nation and all manner of breaches of this and that Code. Indeed, Farage has even made a complaint about Reeves to the Ethics Committee. The Ethics Committee! This is the same Farage who claimed to have bought a house in his constituency. which in fact belongs to his girlfriend, and who could not remember ever meeting the Leader of the Welsh Reform Party, who has just been banged up for corruption and asking questions to help Russia in exchange for loads of money. The same Kemi Badenoch who was a Minister under Boris Johnson, a man to whom the truth was always an unknown quantity. The same newspapers who went on and on about Brexit leading us into the sunlit uplands, and who rave on endlessly about activist judges, and enemies of the people, and leftie lawyers, and other such. None of them have any right to complain about liars and to demand resignations. None of them. They are determinedly shameless. But then shame has long since ceased to matter in public life.

Which brings us to Reeves. It is right to say that she, like the Government itself, has been a big disappointment. She – and it- seem to be prone to putting their foot firmly into their mouths and then wobbling around in that uncomfortable position in front of the world’s cameras while denying that they have done anything wrong. Until they have to admit that they have done something wrong, whereupon they wobble off into the sunset, ready for either a premature return or a future as a media pundit – or both. Reeves was already in some difficulty, having massaged her CV by which she transformed herself into an economist at the Royal Bank of Scotland, whereas her her actual role had been running a department in the Bank’s retail sector dealing with customer complaints and IT issues. Then, having sworn blind before the General Election that there would be no rise in taxes, she then called a press conference two weeks before the November 2025 Budget and let it be known that things had gone tits up. She said that tax rises were necessary to tackle a fiscal ‘black hole’. She also warned that  ‘It is already clear that the productivity performance that we inherited from the last government is weaker than previously thought’, and that there would be ‘consequences for the public finances’. None of that was untrue. Productivity was weak and there were consequences for the public. From April 2029 British workers and businesses will be paying another £26bn a year in tax. What she did not mention was that there was discovered an additional tax income of £4.2bn, and this served to offset the productivity lapses, so that there was no fiscal black hole as such. This information was later released on the Friday before the Budget, and reporters were briefed that there would be no tax rises in income tax. But it does seem clear that the omission at the news conference did present information in a different light. It is also fair to say, however, that Chancellors do like to budget for headroom, and the £4.2bn surplus would have been the lowest headroom any chancellor had secured against their fiscal rules.

But here’s the thing. Having survived Johnson and still living with Farage, not to mention the disgusting lies peddled on a daily basis by President 47 and his Cabinet of Deplorables, is this really the worst thing that ever happened in politics? It seems to WTF to be fairly small beer.  

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We start our review of the week’s wanky wear in Manhattan at the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade with actor Teyana Taylor wearing Moncler. 

It was cold in New York last week, and apparently it is about about to get much, much colder. And it is a relief to see Teyana without her bits hanging out – given the temparature, that would have been most unwise and could well have resulted in fatally frostbitten bits. However, bit that howsoever it may bit, it does not excuse Teyana going out and about looking like a bathroom set in a snood.

Still in New York City, we are now at the Gotham Film Awards, the first of endless ceremonies culminating in the Oscars beanfest on 17 March next year. Prepare yourself for many shocking sartorial efforts en route. Starting here with actor Chloë Sevigny, wearing St Laurent.

This is a nonsense. She looks like the exploded frog in that weird movie The Reflecting Skin. And whoever did her hair and makeup needs a slap, a P45, and another slap.

This is singing superstar and makeup entrepreneur Rihanna, wearing Balenciaga.

She has a dead parrot on her head and is dressed in a furniture dust cover.

Our last selection from the Gothams is actor Alec Baldwin and his wife Hilaria Baldwin, who is wearing Zimmerman.

Hilaria is a real piece of work. An über-smug mother-of-seven, she was born Hilary Hayward-Thomas, but somehow morphed into Hilaria along the way. She used to go on about her Spanish heritage, but it then turned out that the sum total of her Iberian descent amounted to no more than her father being a Spanish college professor and her family taking frequent holidays in Spain. WTF has been to Australia many times, but that does not make her an Antipodean. And Hilaria is just SO ANNOYING, what with her gushing wellness blogs and her yoga podcasts. Meanwhile, that dress is designed for a Barbie doll, not for a woman of 41. WTF is aghast at those ridiculous spherical tits poking out of one end of the alleged dress and the abundance of leg poking out of the other end. Not to mention the fact that the aforesaid limbs are about ten times browner than the rest of her. Just. Go. Away.

We now fly across the Atlantic to London, the home of the Fashion Awards 2025. What a dismal colletion of dross was on display. First, we have American Real Housewife of Crapsville, Lisa Rinna, wearing Maximilian Trainor.

The last time WTF saw lips like that, she was at the fishmonger. Lisa has clearly succumbed to some significant interference with nature. As for the outfit, it is a stinker, and then some. The sleeves, or are they shoulders, or whatever the fuck they are, make her look either as if her head is falling off like a broken  mannequin or that she is trying to get into the Guinness Book of Records for the world’s highest shrug.

Next, we have actor Sienna Miller wearing Givenchy, using the occasion to announce her pregnancy. As you do. That is baby number three, if anyone is keeping count.

Is it not a little early to be wearing tit leakage pads?  As for the the peekaboo panties under the negligée, WTF prefers not to speak of them. Or of the fact that she has a pair of miniature poodles on her feet.

This is designer Nikita Karizma, wearing herself.

Fuck me, it’s the Terminator with a Minge Moment.

PAY ATTENTION!!! THIS IS YOUR WARNING!!!! THIS IS SERIOUSLY, HORRIBLY, BAD!!!!  This person is a “Content creator and influencer”, Lyas Medini, wearing a Jean Paul Gaultier bodysuit.

AND HERE IS ANOTHER WARNING TO GO WITH THE FIRST WARNING!!!!

All together now……AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!  His pasty little face and white little ankles and feet are entirely mismatched to the flesh-effect of the bodysuit. He looks like a total prat. Sorry, WTF is off to have a lie-down and repeated doses of Sertraline.

 This week’s It’s Got to Go comes from WTF aficionado Adam Steinart, who saw this photo on social media and decided that it had to be brought to WTF’s attention. It shows a nasty trend in men’s eveningwear – a white tux worn with a black tie, as seen here on shitty shitbag and deep-state conpiracist, Fox TV presenter and President 47 toady, Sean Hannity. In fact, Hannity can go, together with the outfit. As can the occasion, Fox News’ Patriot of the Year, which was awarded to former illegal immigrant  and principal I-don’t-care-do-you proponent, Melania Trump.

 First, the tux looks more like something worn at Henley. But if it were, it would at least be paired with a jaunty tie, rather than something you would wear for your Aunty Audrey’s funeral. He looks absurd. It‘s Got to Go.

OK Readers, that’s your lot for this week. Please keep sending in your top suggestions for It’s Got to Go, as well as your comments, which WTF much enjoys. You can follow her on @wtffashionshark.bsky.social. Let us meet again next Friday. Be good x