Stalk Anna Wintour at Vogue – Just Pay For It

A coveted insider’s look into the glamourous, “Devil Wears Prada” (Vogue) is on auction NOW.    If you’re willing to unload some cash for some firsthand fabulosity, you can spend a week in Vogue’s offices!  “Tailored to the individual interests and skill set of the auction winner, the week at Vogue” will benefit the RFK Center.   “As part of this experience, the winner of this dream package will get to attend a fashion show during New York’s Fashion Week” and receive the following:

  • The September Issue DVD
  • In Vogue
  • Vogue Living: Houses, Gardens, People
  • The World in Vogue: People, Parties, Places
  • The Teen Vogue Handbook

For many, living and breathing Vogue for 1 week is a fashion fantasy come true.  I know it would be for me.  According to the online charity site, the next bid is going for $2100 (with increasing bid increments at $250).  In my mind, I’ve already calculated that that’s worth a new shiny Chanel purse and with the bidding having just started, it could soon increase to an entirely new Chanel wardrobe!  It just started yesterday and goes on through the end of the month.  And get this, they say that the package is valued at a whopping $10,000.  Let’s see how much fashionistas are willing to spend.

If I were able to pay for this overpriced package, here are the things that would be on my to-do list.

  • Follow Anna Wintour around like a lovesick puppy and shamelessly marvel at her fabulousity all day
  • Hide Anna’s sunglasses so I could see her real reactions to everything
  • Photograph all the fashionistas at Vogue and post here so you could all see what Vogue-ettes really wear each day of the week
  • Play dress -up in that famous closet and then beg to borrow/keep things everyday until someone finally gives in
  • Taste everything in their famous cafeteria and try to feed the skinny bitches around me
  • Attend a photo shoot, help style it, then beg for freebies
  • Create a personal photo shoot for Anna and yours truly

Did I miss anything?  What would be on YOUR list of to dos?

To read more on why I think I’m the  Asian Anna Wintour read more.

To read more on why Anna was at my Alma mater, Harvard, click here

Asian Anna Wintour

My favorite way of passing time while traveling is to pour over every fashion magazine available that month.  I furtively flip through airport bookstore stacks and during flights I whiz through my personal pack until I reach fashion delirium and my head gleefully spins with outfit inspirations, color combinations and trend forecasting.  Happily, I devour the fashion editorials, study the hair and makeup, admire the models, search for trends, and dissect the advertisements. Oh yes, and I read the articles too. I actually read every page – advertisement taglines included.

photo from wednursedead

This may seem quizzical to some but I thoroughly enjoy every aspect of fashion magazines and can’t help but stop to notice and admire every simple detail. I’ll notice the color theme and formatting of each page’s layout, I’ll  scan ads and notice gorgeous backdrops and exquisite lighting, I’ll even question the casting for photo shoots and I”ll challenge myself by asking how I would have styled that same scene/outfit. Obviously, I should have worked for a fashion magazine and grown up to be Asian Anna Wintour.

But alas, my fate was to grow up in MI where I was shown only the most traditional career routes. Be a doctor like dad, teacher like grandma or full-time mom like well, mom. I didn’t grow up with the luxury of reality TV shows that opened my eyes to professions that didn’t have the obvious college major match. I didn’t know what fashion PR was back then. I didn’t know anyone that worked for a fashion magazine. I didn’t even know you could make a career out of planning events for fashion companies.

My mom would have disowned me if I had tried to even consider a career in fashion anyways. She was always on my case for spending too much time reading fashion magazines and not enough time reading the local newspaper. “Bo-ring!” or so my teenage self secretly thought…

Yea, so I’m no intellectual. I’m a self-confessed fashionista with no hope for a cure. Recent conflicts with my boyfriend over the importance of fashion in my life have spurred these introspective thoughts and have motivated these blog entries. So here I have it, my very own little cyberspace in which I can relish, rant and rave about all things fashion. Launching fabgabblog.com during Fall 2010 NY fashion week seems oh so appropriate. Maybe just maybe this blog will help legitimize my love for and life’s need for fashion.

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