American rapper Cardi B (top) arrived at February's Grammys in a dress that appeared to celebrate her ejection from the birth canal, while Emily Blunt (above) rocked some fallopian-tube vibes at the Screen Actors Guild Awards a month prior. I'm not sure if this is a covert political statement, but take it from me: gynaecological couture has arrived.

MEN FROCKING UP

To the dismay of A-list women worldwide, the show stopper of this year's Oscars was a frock, but not one worn by any of them.  Like a magnificent velvet centaur, American performer Billy Porter (right) reminded us that if women can wear pants, then by George, men can wear dresses – and make a statement about the narrow old definition of masculinity in the process.

Top hats off to him and his Christian Siriano frocklet.

Queer Eye's Jonathan Van Ness (right) is another who gender-bends with his red carpet and everyday choices, rocking a crazy mo', a sheer evening frock and a hairy leg, all at once.

I'm loving these looks: somebody had to save us from the hellish boredom that was a million men in matching tuxedos.

WOMEN WEARING THE PANTS

All hail British It-girl Cara Delevingne, who wore a magnificently tailored tuxedo, top hat and fierce black heels (below) to the royal wedding (that little thing poor Eugenie had, not the one between Prince Harry and Meghan Markle).

Not because it was edgy, but because she looked – quite simply – sensational. Others subsequently followed suit, if you'll pardon the pun.

When recreating this look, try to avoid the Miley Cyrus (above) interpretation, which featured a jacket sized for her dad Billy Ray, and cropped flares circa 1999. Close, but no cigar.

MEN BEING ALL FARSHUN

While donning a frock isn't for every man and his dog (certainly not his dog ... then again, that could work), we've certainly seen the men folk step it up this season.

They've rarely featured in my red-carpet albums but this year's already looking different, with the guys wearing an array of colours and textures – even, in the case of actor Michael B. Jordan (right) at the Screen Actors Guild Awards, a baby harness – thankfully sans baby. Or TV personality Scott Evans (below) in bright canary yellow.

What a time to be alive!

WHEN TULLE ATTACKS

Call me old-fashioned, but I'm a big believer in the maxim that one should use as much frilly fabric as is feasibly possible when making a red-carpet entrance.

Others appear to agree with me, with a firm red-carpet return to the toilet-dolly look of decades past.

If it's floofy or flouncy, you can bet your 1985 Janome that we've seen it this season.

BEDWEAR COUTURE

Whether it's a doona or your fitted sheet, don't be afraid to rock your Sheridans next time you're invited to a black-tie soirée. If it's good enough for the red carpet, manchester aisle five is good enough for you. Lady Gaga (below) rocked a look from the Adairs spring/summer collection at the Oscars, while others such as Jackie Cruz (right)  have gone with a more duvet/sleeping-bag vibe.

Either way, this is fashion for the chronically under-slept. And I, for one, am here for it.

IN LIVING COLOUR

Praise be, we've celebrated a return to colour following the grim blackness, both metaphorically and literally speaking, of the 2018 #MeToo red-carpet season.

We've seen a cornucopia of bold colours rocking the rouge, with one of my favourite looks worn by actor/director Regina King (right) at the British Academy of Film and Television Arts gongs in February.

Actor/comedian Tina Fey (above) was another delight at the Oscars, in a magnificently simple, elegant royal blue gown. But, as they say, you don't get a rainbow without a little rain, and hue is everything (I'm not just talking Jackman).

Take actor Tracee Ellis Ross (below), who thought Kermit green was a thing. It shouldn't be.

UGLY SNEAKERS

I prayed high fashion's hideous sneaker thing wouldn't make it onto the hallowed red carpets but, alas, nobody was listening.

I'm all for donning a pair of sneaks for an everyday look, but – for god's sake – not when you're a red-carpet A-lister … Are you listening, Spike Lee (right)?

Unless Tom Cruise is approaching for a "casual" chat about Scientology, you can leave your runners at home. Big, unflattering designer clod-hoppers, be gone.

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