If you follow the fashion news cycle, you've probably read something about LUCKY BLUE SMITH. He's tough to avoid, picking up profiles at BUSINESS OF FASHION, THE GUARDIAN, and THE CUT, among others, and even popping up outside the fashion media bubble with a spot on ELLEN. His popularity isn't hard to grasp -- he's a classically attractive digital native who works with the right labels and people and knows exactly how to use social media to appeal to a hyperconnected young audience. What's more interesting is what his rapid ascent could mean for other male models -- as some reporters have noted, he's got a following unlike any before him. Will agencies devote more resources to scouting and promoting male models? Will it result in them getting paid better, in one of the few fields that has a wage gap in favor of women? Is he just an outlier?... "The only thing worse than loving something just because it is trendy is hating a thing for that same reason." That's the first line of a JAMIE LAUREN KEILES piece about hating succulents, but I think it applies just as well to fashion -- to inescapable personalities like Mr. LUCKY BLUE, even. I don't know if the impulse to hate on something just because it's popular is a byproduct of media culture or some dark aspect of human nature, but it's definitely not productive. Critique is healthy, but at some point, actively decrying a trend or a person is an abdication of your power over that thing. Take a deep breath, definitely don't tweet about it, and think of something that makes you happy. For further reading in benign disinterest, see MAGGIE LANGE on how to survive conversations about MAKING A MURDERER... BALMAIN's new children's line will assuredly lead to bullying in schools. Just not sure which end of it the BALMAIN-clad kids will be on. Parents, please: it's cool if you want to dress like a fabergé egg, but just get your kids cute matching tracksuits or something... Shout out to PAOLO ROLDAN, who was intimidatingly well-dressed the first time I met him nearly a decade ago and continues to make me feel like a sartorial idiot today. Only difference is that now he gets written up in VOGUE for it...