Open Letter to X-Men’s Hellfire Gala: Mutants Own Fashion Now

Dear X-Men,

*stands up from seat shouting* I didn’t come to this event dressed to the 9’s in my fancy Timberlands to talk about the political moves y’all making to have Krakoa recognized as a sovereign nation. I didn’t stuff the butterfly shrimp on display into a Ziplock bag to take home just so I could see Charles Xavier and Magneto together being the bad bishes we always knew they could be. Listen, I ain’t wear my good edible underwear here to witness Cyclops, Jean, and Wolverine being in a healthy open/polyamorous relationship living under the same roof. I love that for them tho, and we’ll unpack all that in a different article; however, that is not why I’m here now. I showed the fuck up for the promise of fashion, high-level boujee, and stank attitudes that the Hellfire Gala promised to give.

Monet St. Croix giving stank face while wearing her head piece
Ya face gotta be this stank to enter

Emma Frost must have been a FUBU fan cause she really brought back the Hellfire Gala just to have the X-Men and the entire mutant nation of Krakoa show the fuck out. That’s what the fuck I am talking about. Emma out here being the masters of the ceremony too. Now, I’m not sure why Eminem was invited to the Hellfire Gala but Meg Thee Stallion, Rihanna, Dapper Dan, Beyonce, and Billy Porter were nowhere to be seen.

See, this is why the X-Men need a team of Black mutants and mutants of color to handle certain affairs. This guest list coulda been way more bumpin’. I’m just saying, if Dr. Strange got an invite then there’s no reason Lil Nas X ain’t get one. Guest list aside, Emma frost really set up a beautiful event for her fellow mutants to be a part of and the world to witness. So let’s talk about the mutants that saw fashion as a full buffet and ate that shit up.

Hellfire Gala: The International Players Anthem

Hellfire Gala: Charles Xavier and Magneto in white and gold suits being greeted by namor

Man, look at Charles and Magneto dressed like an Andre 3,000 cameo.
Charles and Magneto dressed like they got dinner plans with Erykah Badu after this.
Charles and Magneto leaving a trail of candy paint behind’em as they saunter. They ain’t walkin’, they sauntering.
Charles and Magneto looking like they just got done calling the Monopoly man (Millburn Pennybags) a broke boi.

Magneto telling Charles, “Uh-uhhh, Emma said a few broke muh fuckas up in the spot, not all this.”
Magneto asking Charles, “What’s the name of the one dressed in the flag carrying the giant frisbee again?”
Magneto telling Charles, “Hold my drink. I’ma go tell Doctor Doom he look dusty.”

Magneto and Charles looking like they bought a Cadillac just to slam the doors.
Magneto and Charles are literally wearing Fort Knox up in this event.
Magneto and Charles in here walking around on some mean girls shit.
Magneto and Charles got plans to be catty in a Broadway balcony after this gala is over.

Hurricane Season Here

Hellfire Gala: Storm with her hair natural and wavy looking like a cloud, in a black body suit, heels, and a thundercloud as a shall

Storm showed up wearing a whole ass weather forecast. Ain’t no rain, but everybody wet.
Storm showed up serving a severe chance of making it rain on these brokies.
Storm showed up with a thunderstorm as a shawl. Your fave couldn’t possibly.
Storm showed up rocking custom gold from Wakanda and Zamunda.

Y’all better understand the sun’s out cause Ororo’s buns out, know that.
Storm’s fit is giving me bad bish boujee with a hint of “can’t believe we made it.”
Storm’s fit is giving me intersectional feminism wrapped in Black excellence.
Storm’s fit is giving me “My tax bracket, bookshelf, and Instagram account big different” vibes.
Storm’s fit is giving me Ms. Jackson if you nasty vibes, and I just wanna say that,
I am here for it and *Rachel Dolezal hands* I too am nasty.

close up of storm's black body suit, gold around her neck, face, and hair in cloud like state

But can we talk about the hair? Look at the hair! It’s a freaking cloud! Are you kidding me?
I fucked around and thought I saw Mufasa in Storm’s hair saying, “Remember who the fuck you are.”
Storm’s hair making me wanna vibe in a hookah lounge, and I ain’t even a hookah-type guy.
Storm’s hair is serving the purest piff possible (homegrown on Krakoa).
Don’t even get me started on that eyeliner being sharp enough to fade a man!

Be clear, Storm has the best fit at this Hellfire Gala, easily!
Storm should be feeling herself so much that she tells the driver to roll the partition up.
Storm better have been greeted with folks saying, “Heeeeeeey Miss Munrooooooe”.
All I’m saying is, Storm got ayebody’s undergarments in a 9-mile radius going through monsoon season.

Emma Serving Candy Yams on the Red Carpet

Hellfire Gala: White Queen Emma Frost in diamond form with spaghetti thin dress down front and back covered in crystals

Hey now… No male gaze just the gays mailing in the ovations for Emma on this one.
Emma out here on her crystal gem shit walking around butt ass smelling like old money and pink starburst.
Emma out here in crystal form while draped in crystals and drinking Cristal. A fucking flex.
Emma really out here Donald Duck’ing it with nothing but diamond linguini straps. GET FUCKIN FREE EMMA!
Emma said you going get the yams, yiddies, and foreign affair policies in this fit.

Look at the shoes tho. I guarantee you Emma got requests from men to walk on them in dem heels.
Emma Frost got the glaciers that sunk the titanic on her feet, fam.
Emma Frost is frosting to the Nth degree with ice on her alps, hair, and toes.
Emma Frost came to the Hellfire Gala with grown bish fashion and I done lost the ability to can.

Emma legit big bag busting out the Bentley Bentayga right now.
Emma legit out here busted can of biscuits up on Wednesday for real, for real.
Emma Frost legit out here making your Grandma’s beads curtain to the kitchen high fashion.
Emma Frost legit graduated from USA Up All Night to HBO Real Sex/ Skinamax and wants ayebody to know.

Emma Frost really advocating for the return of BET Uncut with this fit.
Emma Frost really got all the porn hubs in shambles right now, respectfully.
Emma Frost really trying to vanilla bean back at the top of Baskin Robbins 31 flavors.
Listen, Emma Frost is called the White Queen but after this lewk, we gotta specify which “white” we talking bout.

Hellfire Gala: The Flex is Palpable

Monet St. Crox wearing a red crown, red, black, and white dress with see-through pantlegs

Monet St. Croix entered this motherfucka and business as well as the Dow Jones just picked the fuck up.
Monet St. Croix entered this motherfucka lookin’ like Fenty and smelling like a Cape Town, South Africa vacation.
Monet St. Croix entered this motherfucka lookin’ like she just walked off the set of The Fifth Element.
Monet St. Croix entered this motherfucka with new money and a bad attitude.

Monet might as well be the fashion police. She walking around giving a fine to everyone not up to par.
Monet might as well be named Runway Monet, each time she heads toward catering it looks like a catwalk.
Monet might as well be an actress cause look at all this blessed she serving everyone.
Monet might as well be wearing her Sunday best, ain’t nobody touching this woman’s church crown.

Monet St. Croix is channeling the entirety of Monet X Change and it shows because fashion mutha fucka.
Monet St. Croix is giving you silk pantlegs over daisy dukes because fashion mutha fucka.
Monet St. Croix rocking a Pincurchin Pokémon as a headpiece because fashion mutha fucka.
Monet St Croix understood not only the assignment but the entire curriculum.

Watch Out for the Thick Bois

Hellfire Gala Colossus with beard, Russian jacket, chest out and black pants and shoulder straps

Colossus is bringing spit in my mouth energy that I am not prepared for…

That’s literally all I got for Colossus’ fit. Nothing I say will top that line. Look at that man’s outfit. What else is there to possibly say, fam? Huh? Mans out here already strapped but giving off “I double strap it up” vibes. What the fuck Colossus? Chest meat all out and shit too. He knows what he’s doing. That’s one tall drink of vodka right there. That means a shot of Samogan [Russian moonshine]. Colossus really out here with his tiddies out in a romper. That’s fucking fashion right there, folks. Look at that man, rocking a fucking cloak on top of a romper. In metal form with a beard too? I– I’ma just say it. Colossus ain’t slick, mans walked into the Hellfire Gala looking like a whole sex toy.

Colossus looking like he straight off a shelf from Babeland (the one in Lower East Side not Brooklyn).
Colossus looking like he got taken out of the “naughty drawer” of the nightstand for this event.
Colossus looking like he comes with 10 vibration settings (ropes and whips sold separately).

Colossus in metal form wearing a beard and heavy coat

Colossus looking like the sex toy boyfriends gets insecure about when you pull it out.
Colossus looking like he got ‘for his and her pleasure’ stamped on his back where the batteries go.
What’s that? Oh, my fault. It’s 2021. That man working with a rechargeable battery and ready for the action.
Colossus looks like an OBGYN moonlighting as a Dom that knows about intersectional feminism and proper choking etiquette/technique.

I’m done. Take my mic off. It’s over. All I’m saying is the X-Men know how to throw one hell of an event. The lewks for this Hellfire Gala were incredible, and there’s still more to see. Shout out to the mutants that came out to flex. I’m throwing it to Scott Summers to close us out.

Hellfire Gala: Scott Summers wishing guests a good night with a view of his back and butt
As far as I’m concerned, that’s Krakoa’s ass

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