Somewhere between Katie Price’s third wedding dress and last year’s Cannes film festival, cleavage as you know it died a death. The classic boob sandwich is so passé that the current issue of Vogue has dedicated an article to its disappearance. “Whither the crumb tray?” it doesn’t quite ask.
If you too are wondering, my advice is to shift your gaze downwards a bit (not so obviously — women still hate that). It’s all still there; it’s just a little less obvious than before. Say goodbye to the cleavage and hello to the me-vage.
Julianne Moore has worn it; Kate Moss, Alicia Vikander and Sienna Miller regularly do. The It girls Gigi and Bella Hadid exist in an almost permanent state of me-vage, as do