Pamela Anderson wore a structured Tory Burch gown to the Met Gala this year, its bell-shaped skirt, rounded neckline, and long sleeves hiding every part of her except her hands and her face, which was mostly free of makeup, her preference for the past few years; her blond hair was newly cut into a bob. It was the fashion of subtraction, only her face identifying her as the famous star.

If she had wanted something like invisibility, however, she missed the mark. If clothes can convey messages, hers screamed, Alert the incels! These unfortunates have a number of obsessions, one of which is locating famously beautiful and unattainable women who would once have scorned them but are now, the men imagine, stripped of their power because they aren’t young anymore. The incels spoke as one that night, posting photographs of Anderson in her youth next to the ones of her at the Met. Their comments were predictable.