Once upon a time, there was a vicious little queen named Lorenzo. Lorenzo obsessively checked any google alerts to see whatever his favorite Project Runway people were doing. One day, a message arrived that alerted little Lorenzo that his FAVORITEST judge EVER would be magically appearing in the fantasy land known as Sak's shoe department to promote her book The One Hundred. Lorenzo jumped up and down and clapped his hands. Then he called his favorite princess, Laura Bennett.
"Nina's at Sak's this week. You have to go with me."
"Why?"
"Because if I walk in with you, I won't have to wait in line."
Lorenzo is, as we said, a vicious little queen, but also a deviously smart one.
So Lorenzo got on the magic train and left poor Tom behind to sweep the ash out of the fireplaces and scrub the stairs in the back tower. Tom cried salty tears but Lorenzo didn't care. He had a train to catch.
When he arrived at Laura's castle, she was uncharacteristically naïve about the whole thing. "You know we're going to have to wait on line with everyone else, right?" "Oh please. The minute we get off the elevator and one of those shoe department fags see you, I guarantee they'll wave us right up."
As the doors on the elevator opened to reveal the magical shoe department, Laura's eyes glazed over and she wandered over to look at the pretty things for her feet. Lorenzo stood vigil. "Laura!" he hissed. "Don't wander off!"
There was Nina sitting at her little table in a pool of light as scores of lesser people waited in line for a chance to be silently judged by her. Behind her, just as Lorenzo predicted, was a shoe department fag. Said fag looked up and saw Laura Bennett. His eyes went wide, his mouth formed a perfect little "o" and he flapped his hands wildly in excitement. Laura saw none of this as the siren call of the shoes held her attention. Shoe fag leaned in and whispered to Nina. Lorenzo hissed again "Laura! Nina will raise her head in exactly 2 seconds and look in your direction! Stand still!" And thus it came to pass. Nina looked up, her lovely face broke into a grin, and she jumped up, held her arms wide as if to embrace her across the length of the Sak's shoe department and called out "LAURA!"
Lorenzo was right again. Lorenzo is always right about these things, you see.
Shoe fag hustled Laura and Lorenzo right over to Nina and right past the scores of lesser people waiting in line, who whispered excitedly at the sight of the Princess of New York. Nina gave Laura a big hug and was genuinely thrilled to see her there.
As the princess and la princesa gabbed and caught up with each other, Lorenzo grabbed shoe fag and hissed in his ear "Look! I got her in here, now you make sure I get 2 minutes alone with Nina!" Shoe fag, sensing another of his high-strung, somewhat dangerous sisters in the intense Lorenzo, nodded his assent and shuffled Nina, Laura and Lorenzo behind a screen. Where they lived happily ever after for the next 3 minutes. The end.
Seriously (although it did happen exactly like that), Nina was as sweet as she could be. She really was thrilled to see Laura - and Laura was thrilled to see her - and she really was very gracious to Lorenzo. She said she reads the blog whenever she needs a good laugh (yes!). She is small and delicate-looking in person and like so many latin women, exceedingly feminine in her mannerisms. Lorenzo complimented her on her beautiful dress by Roland Mouret and fabulous shoes by Azzedine Alaïa. He chatted with her briefly about her book and the beautiful illustrations by Ruben Toledo and she talked about how much she loves his work as a fashion illustrator.
Of course, lots of people wanted Laura's picture and complimented her on her new hair. We love the look on her but she said Peter hates it. Tell Peter how wrong he is, kittens!
Oh, and one other thing.
Don't they look like brother and sister? Convince Lorenzo that he has to be Nina Garcia for Halloween. All he needs is the wig! And some eyebrow shaping.
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[Photos: Projectrungay.blogspot.com/WireImage]
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