Don’t Tell A Soul…
by Runt on June 10th, 2010
Now, after writing the following statement I intend never to write anything like it ever again, so read carefully and enjoy it while it lasts: I am a straight man who doesn’t overly love romantic comedies or fashion stuff and who last night watched Gok’s Fashion Fix and actually enjoyed it.
Yes people, I enjoyed Gok’s Fashion Fix. I loved it actually! If I was gay then Gok would be my icon.
For those men even more macho than me (a small minority indeed but I am sure there must be a handful), who know more about the ethics of Latin dancing than they do Gok, here is a short introduction; Gok is a tall and camp, lip-stick wearing fashion icon and every week on his programme he challenges a designer (whose name I can’t remember, but she may well have had gastric balloon surgery , if that helps?) to a kind of intense fashion duel on the catwalk: Gok duels in the style of accessible high-street clothes that everyone can afford and the girl duels in the over-the-top unthinkably and obscenely gratuitous kind of way that only the richest are privy to.
Anyway, the reason I write about it here is that it is genuinely a really good programme; why? Mainly because it teaches people who don’t have a lot of money how to look good; indeed, even if you only have a tenner then there is no reason to look a shambles! That’s something that in these credit-crunch times even a macho man can love–but don’t tell anyone I said so.





