It was certainly fun to watch the nautically inspired Gaultier show, a kind of Ariel-meets-Popeye (but you know, in a couture-sort of way). The shoes were certainly glamorous–shiny, pretty, and impossibly high stilettos:

But the real news to me was what was happening north of the ankles. Why, is that a tattoo I spy there?

Well, I believe it is!

…although this one below looks more like a skin disease:

So: real or fake tattoos, imprinted on your stockings on your skins–that’s what hottt in mermaid land. I’ll debate it come spring when it gets warm enough for me to wear a skirt again.

My favorite stockings by far, however, were the ones that came with their own jingle. I pondered for a moment the effect of my entrance to a party dressed in these:  

They can’t be too comfortable to sit down in, but hot damn it, they’re spectacular!