At Phillip Lim, We Guess We Can Be Your Fergie?The tents are a little less A-list-y from nine to five, for obvious reasons: If you’re a celebrity, those are the hours during which you sit around in sweatpants, order your assistants to get you coffee, and figure out what the hell you’re going to wear when the real action starts at the evening shows. So at times, a person may feel a little celeb-starved (we should note, however, that if you really keep your eyes peeled, famous folk are everywhere; they’re just a little less obvious during the day), and this may prompt some bizarre behavior, like what we saw while waiting for this afternoon’s 3.1 phillip lim show.
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Fergie Fidgets Her Way Through Marc by Marc JacobsGiven that its front man is something of a celebrity-friendly designer, we decided to forego the usual brow-furrowing and crowd-scanning at Marc by Marc Jacobs in favor of simply asking a PR girl for a general idea where the famous guests might be concentrated. Looking at us like Marilyn Manson’s head had just burst forth from our shoulders — and, we think, erroneously assuming we didn’t know the difference between this clothing line and its upscale Marc Jacobs sibling — the event staffer said, “Oh, this isn’t the one that celebrities come to.”