I don’t like the suburbs, living in the center of Paris, but I forced myself to go to the Porte d’Aubervilliers, taking the Queen Mago metro. Not taking my bike to eliminate the risk of being run over by motorists annoyed at being in traffic jams all day. Finally, the Paris “Tube” ripped me off for 2.50 euros to go see the “Lesage and 100 years of fashion” exhibition.

What a disappointment it was to see only six dresses duelling in four rooms, for 100 years of experience! You’ll admit, it’s a bit short. My disappointment was even greater when I saw a so-called Haute Couture dress by Jacquemus for the singer Beyoncé, I was the one who almost swallowed my ounce of brain, because Jacquemus has never been able to make a dress, much less Haute Couture. He wouldn’t even manage to make a fashion fart higher than the ankle of the shadow of himself.

The Métiers d’Art or the Savoir-Faire Français, a clever mixture organized by thus maintaining the confusion between the Métiers and the Arts and Letters which were given to him by our new sinister of ignorance; Madam, I dress at the couturiers for free.

Here is an open letter to “Luc”, who runs the Institut du Savoir-Faire Français, and who absolutely must come and put this deception in order, out of respect for the work of the great Jacques Mouclier. As for Hubert “Barrière” Hotel of aphorisms and other thoughts to sleep outside, we ask him to train young women or young men who explain that the embroideries are made in India, because not all truth is always good to tell. Finally, this exhibition is a blet spirit in a corset or a green spirit in a corsair, in short a beautiful spirit in a crow.