Ernest Hemingway once wrote the saddest story in just six words, but we might have a new contender after last night's Fashion's Night Out extravaganza: Wintour wears t-shirt to Queens Mall. While editrix Anna's tale may not be as sad as "For sale: baby shoes, never worn," it's certainly comically tragic enough. The Vogue editor organized the worldwide event, getting A-list to D-list to no-listers all out to spend their cash at retailers—or at least show up to be a part of the scene, which NY Mag's Cut Blog said was "like Mardi Gras but with smaller boobs and pricier beads."
Everyone from Grizzly Bear's Ed Droste to Barbara Walters partook in the night; though allegedly Lindsay Lohan only showed up at her Ungaro appearance for two minutes, refused to take any photos, and ditched her mother there (who was "so pissed"). Some folks weren't so happy in the West Village either, where Taylor Momsen played a concert with her band on Perry Street, and residents threw eggs at the crowd! Somewhere uptown, Simon Doonan of Barney's told the NY Post, "My vision was to have me lounging around smoking opium and philosophizing. Freud said handbags were a vaginal symbol, so maybe shoes are, too." We'll never accessorize the same again.
Meanwhile, back in Elmhurst, Wintour told her outer-borough fans that she loves Queens, and "It's my second time here!" And she probably had to be there longer than anticipated, as Bloomberg kept her waiting; the NY Times reports “He was half an hour late, and it looked as if her patience was waning." Sound like everyone could have used some of Doonan's opium last night.






There's nothing like a recession to show just how pretentious people like Anna Wintour were/are.
While I definitely appreciate fashion, the veil over the industry has been lifted exposing some pretty ugly people.
"You may take them all back now. Awesome. Thanks." --Queens
Nice of you to dress for the occasion, Bette.
Fuck I Just Dropped The Mirror
"Dear Anna,
Your day will come, too. What is up must come down."
Bernie
Anna is fugly.
I'm not a fan of Wintour and overpriced designer rags but summarizing her as "fugly" is so mind-boggling infantile.
And flat-out wrong. Like her or not, she's a pretty lady.
5th Avenue a circus last night, and doing all sorts of promotions as well.
Glamour magazine was giving free yummy cup cakes and Tiffany was giving away free lattes.