By Mark La Monica
Journalista friend Lauren advised an early entrance in the Oscar de la Renta show. Wise move, considering how all the eavesdropping I did today centered around this Oscar fella and his big show here at Fashion Week.
In the ultra-competitive world of fashion photography, it's all about getting primo real estate in the risers. I'm rocking front row on the ground at 12:34 p.m., but that will soon pose a problem. The Aerosmith roadie lookalike is making some noise and there are several other photographers mulling about looking for the perfect spot.
Uh oh, it just got worse. Where about an hour away from showtime (these things never start on time) and some fashion fella just announced "Ladies and gentlemen, Oscar de la Renta will be using 63 models and they will not be stopping."
This bodes not so well for me - a lowly word guy - as the photo and video people will be on amber alert now that the tall and lanky people in nice clothes will not be pausing for photos. There just might be a few misunderstandings with some of these people. If they get uppity, there's going to be some furniture moving around these parts.
Time to start the celebrity hunting as Journalista friend Lauren and I ruminate on how our wardrobes stink, our haircuts are awful and we will have to sleep in an exfoliating loofah for two years just to feel better about our non-celebrity lives.