I’d be lying if I said that I came to New York Fashion Week strictly for the clothes: I came to marvel at the designers who produce them and whom I follow so closely all year long, in real life. So it’s a tough thing to admit that I came to Marc Jacobs (and rearranged my flight to ensure that I indeed
saw Marc Jacobs) and didn’t actually see Marc Jacobs–well the man, I mean. And I’m pretty sure that it’s all because of his cool-guy aversion to the spotlight. More specifically, the final bow a designer makes to acknowledge his audience and thank them for coming.
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