2025’s Low-Talent Met Gala Was Just Like Modern Democrat Party

Democrats lost the working class, and their latest effort at gaining it back is to — hold on, let me check my notes — oh, turn the mega-rich Met gala into DEI “resistance” programming.

It’s true. The highly exclusive annual fashion exhibition took place in New York on Monday, the theme this year being “Superfine: Tailoring Black Style,” an attempt at emphasizing the work of “designers of color,” for its own sake. As noted by The New York Times, the event comes in the context of America having just elected a president who recently “signed an executive order targeting what the administration described as ‘improper, divisive, or anti-American ideology’ at the Smithsonian museums and threatened to withhold funds for exhibits that ‘divide Americans by race.’”

Democrats probably don’t know just how perfect a representation of the party the Met is. It’s a tacky display, intentionally obscene, exclusive to the ultra-wealthy, and of waning relevance, just like the modern Democrat. Yet, it’s hosted every year, the costumes evermore ridiculous — and just like the modern Democrat, all of the show and exhibition only draw attention to how vapid and uninspiring it is at heart.

If there ever were a celebrity gathering of unidentifiable talent, it was this year’s Met Gala. At any given moment, someone was walking the red carpet in a loud costume, and almost nobody reading this could name or recall what that person is famous for.

André 3000 wore a mechanic-style jumpsuit with a piano strapped to his back. I know he was a member of the rap duo Outkast of the aughts, but when was the last time he released music? This week, apparently, though to less fanfare than the flute-centric instrumental album he put out two years ago.

Upcoming singer Chappell Roan was giving “Jem and the Holograms” dressed in a multi-fabric bright pink suit. She has a few popular songs — I like them — but her talent hasn’t proven itself nearly remarkable enough to merit the attention she was aiming to attract.

Janelle Monáe, who comes out as a different sexual identity whenever people forget she exists, posed with draped fabric over some shoulder pads, plus a monocle covering her left eye and a bowler hat atop her head. This is a person who somehow ends up on stage at every entertainment award ceremony (but never to receive one).

Cole Escola, a man whom a Google search informs me does comedy, sported bruising eye makeup, a floral print suit, and black high heels. Enough said.

Fashion is a fine form of art, but that the Met Gala comes with the explicit message that it’s exclusive to the uniquely gifted is what makes it so pathetic. With the exception of a very few attendees, none of them are talented enough to wear what they wore in a way that impresses or inspires.

Stars like Michael Jackson, Prince, Madonna, Lady Gaga — they wore (and wear) such costumes at such events, and it served to complement their stardom, which they achieved through unique, cosmic capabilities. When you have astronomical talent, it’s permissible to dress like you’re from outer space. When you’re not, you look stupid.

Beyoncé (for sure) and Taylor Swift (to a much lesser degree) could get away with it. And guess who wasn’t there this year.

The Met Gala and the Democrat Party have so much in common now: low talent, high self-regard.