You want to be hip; you want to fit in. You finagled an invite to a fashion show afterparty. And not just any fashion show afterparty: We're talking fucking Prada. You are in what can only be properly construed as E. Grayon Carter's proverbial "First Room." You see Kanye. And unlike Bush, you care about black people. You want to get into Kanye's social orbit. And what do you do with the opportunity? If you are Olivier Zahm, you squander the opportunity doing something lame. From Style:
"Without a doubt, the best place to park oneself during the Prada store fashion week party is on the steps. It's the perfect place to watch all and sundry float by (and among last night's 1,500-person crowd, there seemed to be a lot of sundry, including a woman in what appeared to be her wedding dress). Sadly, our bird's-eye view was obstructed when Mena Suvari decided she too wanted to sit on the staircase.
"... Floating around the Soho Epicenter were models such as Doutzen Kroes, Jessica Stam, and Julia Stegner; stars like Claire Danes, Jessica Alba, and Heather Graham; and, of course, Parisian night owl extraordinaire Olivier Zahm. 'Look, we have the same watch,' the Purple magazine editor tried to tell Kanye West, as he grabbed his hand. Then Zahm introduced him to French It girl and Jane Birkin offspring Lou Doillon. West smiled politely and went back to his phone call."
Kanye West doesn't care about "wack" people!
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