I also genuinely want to know, who are these Gucci-booted white women supposedly taking over the woke movement for their own benefit?

The Gucci reference really threw me. Everyone I know thinks most Gucci stuff is quite quite tacky, and wouldn't buy it even if they could afford it.

The only people I've ever heard of to be head over heels for Gucci are hip hop starts and the writer Buzz Bissinger, the Pulitzer Prize-winning author of the book "Friday Night Lights," and the excellent article "Shattered Glass" that led to also excellent movie of the same name. In 2013 at age 59 came out publicly as suffering from a self-described "Gucci addiction."

Buzz B loves Gucci coz Gucci men's wear feeds his admitted leather fetish and makes him feel edgy, hot and rock 'n' roll rather than like the portly, short, balding, middle-aged married man and father he actually is. Also his flamboyant Gucci leather gear provides him with "the cinematic excitement of engorging flesh."

And Buzz B says Gucci women's wear especially makes him feel "sexy" and "liberated and alive." From his 2013 "coming out" article:

I have an addiction. It isn't drugs or gambling: I get to keep what I use after I use it. But there are similarities: the futile feeding of the bottomless beast and the unavoidable psychological implications, the immediate hit of the new that feels like an orgasm and the inevitable coming-down.

It started three years ago. I have never fully revealed it, and am only revealing it now in the hopes that my confession will incite a remission and perhaps help others of similar compulsion. If all I buy is Gucci, I will be fine. It has taken a while to figure out what works and what doesn't work, but Gucci men's clothing best represents who I want to be and have become—rocker, edgy, tight, bad boy, hip, stylish, flamboyant, unafraid, raging against the conformity that submerges us into boredom and blandness and the sexless saggy sackcloths that most men walk around in like zombies without the cinematic excitement of engorging flesh.

I own eighty-one leather jackets, seventy-five pairs of boots, forty-one pairs of leather pants, thirty-two pairs of haute couture jeans, ten evening jackets, and 115 pairs of leather gloves. Those who conclude from this that I have a leather fetish, an extreme leather fetish, get a grand prize of zero. And those who are familiar with my choices will sign affidavits attesting to the fact that I wear leather every day. The self-expression feels glorious, an indispensable part of me. As a stranger said after admiring my look in a Gucci burgundy jacquard velvet jacket and a Burberry black patent leather trench, "You don't give a fuck."

I don't. I finally don't.

Some of the clothing is men's. Some is women's. I make no distinction. Men's fashion is catching up, with high-end retailers such as Gucci and Burberry and Versace finally honoring us. But women's fashion is still infinitely more interesting and has an unfair monopoly on feeling sexy, and if the clothing you wear makes you feel the way you want to feel, liberated and alive, then fucking wear it. The opposite, to repress yourself as I did for the first fifty-five years of my life, is the worst price of all to pay. The United States is a country that has raged against enlightenment since 1776; puritanism, the guiding lantern, has cast its withering judgment on anything outside the narrow societal mainstream. Think it's easy to be different in America? Try something as benign as wearing stretch leather leggings or knee-high boots if you are a man.

https://www.gq.com/story/buzz-bissinger-shopaholic-gucci-addiction

Not surprisingly, Bissinger is good friends with Cailtyn Jenner and has penned Jenner's official bio about Jenner's "journey to becoming a woman."