Please, laugh all you want, but I honestly thought it might be possible to gain access to the Vivienne Westwood prêt-a-porte show this afternoon. I mean, this is a democracy...one should be able to talk one's way in...or at least it's a capitalist culture, so tickets should be for sale. Or I could play the punk-card "Vivienne, it is highly un-punk to leave us all standing out there in the street like that. Sneaking in should be encouraged!!" Seriously. All the same, it was quite the spectacle. Though I'll have to wait to find out if Pamela Anderson (dis?)graced the runway again this fall. Here's a view of the mayhem earlier-on (at 4:30...showtime)I eventually ended up sharing a perch with UC Berkeley students (below), who offered some hilarious commentary, pointed out a 90210 starlet passing, and were quintessentially Cali-girls.
The blond with the earpieceand the bad attitude (not pictured)
eventually called for final passes, tickets,
and for us those without move on out.
Ms Westwood showed up fashionably late
(45 minutes)
in an enormous, tinted-windowed, suv.
Here's the aftermath
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