If you’re looking to bring the joie de vivre back to your everyday monotonous life, do this as an experiment – try hanging out at a high fashion event for 2 days in a row. Trust me, you’ll end up appreciating your life a whole lot more than you do right now. 🙂
This past weekend, at times I honestly felt like Anne Hathaway in the first half of The Devil Wears Prada, where she’s trying really hard to figure out why everybody around her is acting like they are out to save the world from hunger, poverty and disease, when all they’re really doing is trying to figure out which belt goes with which dress.
I guess even after all these years of walking the ramp, I still sometimes feel like I’m new to “this stuff”.
I can just hear Meryl Streep asking “is something funny?” and giving me the glare of death.
For those who think I might be sounding a tiny bit like an intellectual snob (I’m really not going for that, trust me), here’s a quick peak into some of the conversations I overheard backstage:
Female model – I think I’ve seen you somewhere before..
Male model – Ya, you have seen me on TV… I come in 7UP.
*And Fido Dido shoots himself in the brain*
Female model 1 – Tera pehla time hai?
Female model 2 – Pehla time?
Female model 1 – Pehle kiya hai fashion show?
Female model 2 – Ek baar kiya hai
Female model 1 – Mera pehla time hai… kya karna hai idhar?
Me to female model – Are you walking before me or after me?
Female model looking confused – Before? After?
*somewhere in a parallel universe my brain explodes*
Choreographer to model – You’re not in this show, go to that designer for fittings
Model comes back and choreographer asks her – Are you done with that designer’s fittings?
Model replies – I don’t like those clothes, I want to be in this show.
(I think at this point all of us were making a titanic effort to not laugh)
Choreographer to model – It’s not about what you want darling.
Model (angrily) – Then why are you asking me?
Choreographer gives death stare – I asked you if you were done, ok?
*choreographer rolling eyes and flapping eyelashes fast enough to power a 3rd world country for a day*
Choreographer to models – LINE UP!
And, all the models huddle up.
Choreographer to model who has come late – This is how you work? You come so late?
Model explains – Nobody told me the reporting time.
Choreographer – Doesn’t matter. You’re late.
And many more such intellectually stimulating conversations happened, that for some reason my brain has now chosen to block out.
At the risk of sounding blunt – my point is not that the fashion industry is filled with lesser intelligent mortals. Or even that models/choreographers are stupid. My point is… ok, who am I kidding, this post has no point. I just wanted to share my 2 days with y’all. And I must say, even though all of the above was mind-numbingly excruciating to listen to… I had fun! I mean, who doesn’t enjoy getting their hair and make up done, and wearing some of the most gorgeous clothes ever… calling that super fun would be a huge understatement 🙂
On a side note however, I truly loved this scene in The Devil Wears Prada… so for all those sitting back and mocking the fashion industry right now, here she is saying it as it is, like a boss.
(Meryl Streep – marry me!)