Now regular readers will know that we have little or no time for American Vogue editor Anna Wintour, the woman who single-handedly brought fur back, who dresses like a dildo (that hair!), who is legendarily a nightmare to work with and who deserves nothing so much as a swift kick up the cunt.
But you do not invite the most powerful woman in fashion to London and then seat her next to such fashion luminaries as Pixie Geldof, off-of an Irish rock star who once had a hit, and Alexa Chung off-of dollying about a bit on Channel 4. Ms. Wintour’s body language could not be more eloquent if the words ‘Fuck off you useless bitches’ appeared on her skin Exorcist-style, while Pixie and Alexa made matters worse by playing the monkey, hugging each other, putting up two fingers to the models and generally acting like the prize twats they are.
You can bet your bottom AW won’t be expected to sit next to nonentitities at the Burberry show this afternoon. And while London continues to roll ex-Spice Girls, daughters of shit musicians and general riff-raff down the runway instead of proper professional modules, expect the likes of Burberry to get the hell back to Milan or Paris or wherever they usually show where things are done properly.