Every year, drama-filled fashionistas like to write about the meanie designers who make them wait around like the rest of us do any given day at the DMV. Because he is never to be outdone, Kanye West kind of took it to the max last year by making everyone pass out waiting for his collection to show on Roosevelt Island. This year, it was designer Alexander Wang’s turn. Page Six reports he hosted his show in a Brooklyn alley because, gurrrrl, have you seen what rent is like in Manhattan these days?!
The whole show was based around a party bus rolling up with models teetering out in scowls and stilettos and whatever else you wear to the show dubbed #WangFest. That’s interesting. I’ve been to a Wang Fest before, but that usually takes place in Provincetown over July 4. What gives with your off calendar, Alexander?
The only thing is, the party bus didn’t arrive on time. Far from it, actually. According to Page Six, it was supposed to arrive at 9pm. It didn’t pull in until 10:30pm. And apparently it was chaos while they waited for the bus to arrive. People were reportedly flabbergasted because there was “pushing and shoving.” Also, heaven FORBID, but Kim Kardashian and Kris Jenner were allegedly forced to stand. On a sidewalk. In heels. NOOOOOOOOO!
Anyway, the Fung Wah bus eventually arrived after reportedly making a few stops in Manhattan for fans. Fans? Or were they just driving up and down the West Side Highway to annoy Bella Hadid into her lifeless, dour expression that designers pay good money to front their frocks.
Once the thing finally showed, out poured Bella and sis Gigi Hadid, as well as Cindy Crawford’s daughter Kaia Gerber, to rock the latest Wang-wear. I don’t get why everyone seemed so pissed off. It wasn’t like anyone was fashion roadkill. And The New York Times says there was a live rock concert AND a bouncy house. If I had the opportunity to watch Pimp Mama Kris hop around an inflatable barn, and possibly hear a Guns N’ Roses cover band, AND feast on a food tray that was almost certainly left untouched, I would have cartwheeled out the damn bus singing “Sweet Child O’ Mine.” Because honestly, that sounds more like Christmas morning than a fashion show!