If you’re at the Met Gala –– the single most important event on the fashion calendar –– wearing a red column, (Reese, I’m looking at you) then perhaps you shouldn’t be there. This is the night for flamboyant and frivolous, for daring and audacious. Yes, this is the night for a canary yellow dress with a fur trimmed train that chugs on for miles. Bravo Rihana. Bravo SJP. And bravo to anyone with chtuzpah enough to be ridiculed and revered, from here to Shanghai.