Let's talk about Bianca Censori, shall we?
This can't be possible, can it?
If you thought you had seen it all from Bianca Censori, her “styling team” went into superlatives again. It makes me wonder if there was a brainstorm in the Censori-West home, where they held the options up to the light. Kanye stuck to an understated T-shirt and sunglasses, and Bianca had to stay true to her signature style, or in other words, as little as possible.
Nude seemed to be a word out of kilter by everyone anyway, as there was a lot of skin on show this Grammys, but Lil will write more about that later. But Bianca, who had actually already shared every square inch of her body with us, decided to go a little further. So her outfit was a crocheted mini dress and over it an immense fur coat. I would hereby write that I hope it is fun fur, but any hope of a shred of sympathy towards Kanye I have long since abandoned, so I fear the worst.
Afijn. At first I thought: oh, there walks Bianca Censori hiding her naked body under a fur coat and playing with illusion. But sophistication is not in Kanye's vocabulary, so at the centre of the runner, right where all the photographers had their lens pointed at them, a little summit meeting took place between boss and sub-I mean, Kanye and Bianca-and there, shuddering like a reed leaf at wind force 7, she lowered her coat. And there we saw Bianca. Breasts, buttocks, everything, nothing was hidden from us.
I believe we are all still busy pushing back our lower jaw, which has been on the floor for half an hour. I can only hope that we have now had the very last stage of this époque in Kanye's brain, and that Bianca will now have a fresh style theme imposed on her. I am so hoping for a jogging suit, you too?
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