Just because “it’s like that on purpose” doesn’t mean that the look-at-me hideousness on display at the Met Gala is above criticism – in fact it arouses an almost visceral rejection. Comment: Or at least it should among normal human beings. I don’t want to think of myself as too narrow-minded to understand the intent behind what is essentially a corporate-sponsored experimental fancy dress party for celebrities. In fact, I would venture that I myself have worn much riskier choices relative to the normal people around me (and I don’t have fawning assistants and fashion editors to validate my every sartorial idiocy). But, seriously: Jared Leto in a crystal-harness gown holding his own head, corseted actor Ezra Miller with seven eyes on his face, performer Billy Porter carried in on a palanquin by six bare-chested buff men in lame trousers. Yes, I know that the theme was camp, the justification for all the over-the-top gaudiness.
Source: SOTT FOCUS: Met Gala Grotesquery: A Sign of a Decadent Civilzation