Looking Back at Fashion Week: Gay Porn Star Reveals He Prefers Parties to Clothing


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The beginning of my Fashion Week was spent mostly at the Bryant Park tents, but as my confidence grew, I began to work my way onto some of the offsite shows. Adam Lippes was supposed to show in the outdoor garden of the Theological Seminary, but under the threat of rain, it was moved into the building’s refectory, where the lack of air-conditioning duplicated the humidity outdoors. Lippes’ use of white vicose tiered dresses, crocheted jumpsuits and raffia tweed wrap skirts were super casual. Like 30 pieces of incredibly high-end weekend wear, perfect for the girl who chooses to spend $300 on something that can only be worn to brunch.


The rain hit hard, and Loden Dager started earlier than scheduled so I managed to miss the entire show at Bungalow 8, but chose to stick around for the free vodka. I watched everyone crowd around Laura Dern and David and Courtney Cox Arquette. So far, my celebrity scoreboard was higher than the days before, where the highlight was the little gay kid from Ugly Betty at Perry Ellis, and the “captain of the women’s gymnastics team” who came to see ruffles of cotton voile bursting from the vaginas of the models at Alexandre Herchcovitch. 


I braced myself for the Y-3 show at a warehouse space on 6th Avenue and West 21st Street where, everyone—dressed in black, of course—encircled the room on 14 rows of seating. Cameramen moved around turntable-like to snap pictures of Keegan Singh, Veronica Webb, Cory Kennedy, Peaches Geldof and Marvin Scott Jarrett. As nice as the designers had made the shows at the tents, they paled in comparison to the customized spaces you could find outside of Bryant Park. The only on-site show that caught my attention was Rock and Republic, which converted the runway into a swirl of LED lighting with mounted cameras following the models up and down the runway. Hypnotized by the flashing lights and rock music, I didn’t even stop to think about the clothes, except that apparently, the little black dress is back. And it’s even littler and sheerer than before.


R&R even boasted some recognizable celebrities; an Olsen twin, John Legend, Chace Crawford, Robert Buckley and gay porn star, Michael Lucas.


“What did you think of Rock & Republic?” I asked Lucas.
“It was horrible. Just horrible,” he said, not missing a beat, “All that money for just black and white clothes?”
I pointed out that R&R is less about the clothes and more about the spectacle,
“Well, they should have taken some of that money and put it into the clothes.”
“What other shows do you plan on seeing?”
“I go to many things,” He rattled off a few names and then capped it off with “but, I don’t care for shows, I just like the parties.”

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