Mrs Coren Mitchell wrote a very funny piece on Sunday about fashion angst, asking: “When, precisely, is the thermal vest going to have its turn at the top of fashion’s spinning wheel?” This, I would suggest, is the closest it’s come so far:
So, not very close. (What is that stance, by the way? Is he skimming stones?)
Mrs C-M also mentions the Anna Wintour Secretary of State rumour, pointing out: “I can’t imagine why anyone would think that a woman who permanently masks her face with giant designer sunglasses is the perfect symbol of friendly international relations.”
This made me laugh, and also reminded me of that Army advert they played a gazillion times a few years ago featuring the soldier taking his sunglasses off to diffuse a tricky situation…
The sunglasses were *acknowledged* to be a profound psychological barrier between people. But maybe this is the idea. Arguments get heated at the UN, fingers are pointing, treaties are being snatched up and stuffed into shredders, then with a magnificent sweep of a svelte wrist, off come Anna’s sunglasses, and in a trice everyone quietens down and Anna takes command, her bare eyes gleaming. The sunglasses are her secret weapon.
Although, if it’s all about power-sunglasses, then I would much prefer to see as the new Secretary of State Lou Reed of the 1970s…
Surely these days, with CGI technology and AI this is possible? I think it could work. He can’t have any less luck at sorting out the Middle East. At the very least, it would make for an amazing press conference at the White House.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to introduce our new Secretary of State, Lou Reed of 1974, who’ll be singing Kill Your Sons. Take it away, Lou!”