That's it, the big show has begun for two weeks that promises to be as limp as a septuagenarian's penis without Viagra.
Now that we've entered the month of November with its full force, it promises a whole host of twists and turns, like Flamingo Road or a Colombian telenovela with Mexican roots.
First and foremost, and also because this is about fashion, I wanted to invite you to take 2h30 of your time to watch House Of Gucci.
While I'm eating my salmon sandwich that tastes like an attic, I'm not forgetting you, because you're the sunshine of my life (and now you're humming Cofidis in your head, remembering that it was Sacha Distel who covered Stevie Wonder).
You've got to admit, sometimes things are just meant to be. And today, the day your favourite spine-tingling newsletter is sent out, is International Women's Day.
We're just five days into a presidential campaign that's as boring as reading the phone book.
Although the sales haven't said their last word, and some of you are still waiting with bated breath, lurking in the shadows of your fantasies, here comes the tip of the new collection.
Due to a writers' strike, there will be no story in this newsletter, just our demand that Patricia finally make shoes for men.
Today is May the 4th. Well, the 4th there have been some really cool things happening, and some really heartbreaking ones too. But what matters is what you do with May the 4th 2021.
We didn't see it coming, but it's here all the same, arriving so quickly, that final stretch that will take us straight to Christmas and its sacred evening.