Inside Hollywire: Teen Vogue Fashion Show 2008
It wasn't a typical lazy day at the beach as the whole place was buzzing by 2PM. Hordes of teenage girls were lined up for hours before the fashion show. (Reportedly there was a line before 10AM and the show didn't start until 4 in the afternoon). The complacent chatter was periodically broken by sudden commotion and screaming as the crowd got glimpses of Jesse McCartney going in and out of the tents backstage.
Luckily, after about an hour of people watching, we were able to skip the crazy line and walk straight in to the VIP area to watch the fashion show.
Yeah for cold water and colorful lounge chairs. Teen Vogue spared no expense (haha) as the "furniture" was clearly from Ikea and the seats were turned over trash cans. Bonus points, however, for creativity and excellent use of vibrant colors.
And of course, as always, I beelined it towards the buffet (very classy, might I add!). After successfully stuffing my face full of chips and finger sandwiches, we sat down to enjoy the show.
Here's the first public sighting of Mr. McCartney on stage as he starts off the show. By the way chicas, Ryan Sheckler showed up today riding around in a black Escalade. Not sure where he snuck off to, but there was definitely a Sheckler sighting!
The runway show had a sports theme. All the models came out carrying either a ball or some sort of sporting paraphernalia like a baseball bat or tennis racket. Someone commented they were so bored of seeing models carrying golf clubs they would rather hit themselves over the head than continue to watch more of the same old continue down the runway. And more of the same it was... oh, so uninspiring...conjure up memories of Heidiwood for anyone?
At least the food and ambiance received great marks. Overall, it was a solid event, even though the fashion show was a little redundant (I think the main offense is almost no one would ever perform sporting activities in the outfits they presented. Well... maybe Paris Hilton). I have to give them points for keeping everything organized in the midst of pure teenage
