Guy Trebay has an absolutely priceless piece in the NY Times we think really wraps up NY Fashion Week nicely. He touches rather tangentially on what Marc Jacobs sent down the runway (backwards this year), focusing, rather, on the often off-the-beaten-path celebs sitting in the front rows of his shows. From scruffy rock stars to aging porn stars to “occupationally various” Courtney Love somewhere in between, all are invited to help further cement Jacobs’ own misfit status:
Cool, in the sense of a Marc Jacobs show, is like acupuncture. A mysterious electrical network regulates the system; manipulate one point and you trigger a remote response. The brain may be involved, but no one can tell you quite how. And, although it is possible to diagram the energy vectors (music to fashion to art to pornography) it would be impossible to dissect them under the knife.
That bit of prose is hard to top but we’ll try with this choice quote that closes the piece, when Village Voice critic Lynn Yaeger spots Carmen Electra at the show:
“How Z- list,” she said, in a way that implied the zenith of this cultural moment and the nadir had converged. “I mean, honestly,” Ms. Yaeger said. “Who are you? How do you spell your name? What’s the capital of France?”
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