It seemed the whole of Paris had turned out for the Gaultier show. It’s the same ever season; but he has such a devoted following both journalists and customers. In a way Gaultier is the most Parisian of all Parisian designers: it’s how he subverts the uniform of the bourgeoisie. Even something as simple as your average pair of tights get his special treatment – with seemingly cut out panels. But the clothes… the woman… she’s foxy and minxy. She’s very trixy and bondage-y (trousers) and butch (mannish jackets). She’s an illustration of the relationship between men/women and money (one dress was a pattern of Dollar bills), she’s fetish-y yet prim. She’s a whore in the bedroom. She’s FABULOUS! And the crowd went crazy.