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Every year during the first week in May, supermodels, actors, musicians, and media elites gather at the Met Gala in New York City. Tickets go for $30,000 a piece, but Anna Wintour, head of the event and legend in the fashion industry has final say on all 600 of the attendees. Suffice it to say, even if you did have 30k just lying around, the chances of you getting in are slim to none. There is a waiting list to get onto the actual waiting list.
It’s an evening marked by a theme that changes every year. For instance, in 2015, the theme of the night was “China: Through the Looking Glass” so you can imagine how upset people on the internet were with all of that cultural appropriation going on. This year the theme is Catholicism, and attendees are encouraged to wear their “Sunday Best.” How Emily Ratajkowski, noted fan of not wearing clothes, plans to participate in this years theme is anyone’s guess. The Pope is already on board with it and as a lapsed Catholic myself, I think any publicity not having to do with assault is good stuff for the church.
The Gala is a time for the hottest supermodels in the world to flaunt what they’ve got. In years past, we’ve seen Selena Gomez, Bella Hadid, Emily “The GOAT” Ratajkowski, and Kendall Jenner all show up in some fairly diabolical stuff. Personally, I thought Bella Hadid won the night last year when she showed up in a fucking Catwoman costume and flexed all over The Weeknd (her ex-boyfriend), but I’ll let you be the judge.
Now that I’ve explained the Gala in terms that you can understand (it’s exclusive, expensive, and only the hottest people on Earth are allowed to attend) I only have one question — how much of a slap in the face is this for all of the wannabe Instagram models out there?
This entire day — and the lead up to the event this past weekend with models and actresses tweeting about how they’re getting their Met Gala outfits together for Monday night — has got to be absolute torture for all of those butt models with sixty thousand followers hawking Fit Tea and teeth whitener.
This is probably the biggest night in fashion year in and year out, and when Anna Wintour is overseeing the entire thing, you know that it’s high brow. Half a million followers, a bunch of pictures in skimpy bikinis, and an endorsement deal with a fledgling athleisure apparel company like GymShark isn’t going to get you into the Met, and while I’m sure none of these “models” would admit it publicly, that shit has to burn.
Like, yeah Jen Selter is making a ton of money being an Instagram figurehead, but all of the followers in the world can’t buy you clout with someone like Wintour. The Met Gala is a classic tale of the haves and the have-nots. Old money against new money. It’s the snobs versus the slobs, but fashion-centric. Up and coming designers will sometimes get a free pass to go from the powers at be, but you’re never going to see this chick walking around on the red carpet asking people in the audience what their favorite book is.
The storylines that most journalists are writing about today have to do with the Catholic theme and Amal Clooney being one of the hosts, but I personally think the most intriguing thing about this event is who is getting snubbed. I’d love to be a fly on the wall in Olivia Culpo’s mansion tonight. Enough salt in that place to make you think you were inside a Morton factory..
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jduda@grandex.co
The world would be a much better place if nobody gave a shit about what these Hollywood hypocrites think, say, or do. That said, I would take Bella Hadid and Em Rata out to a nice seafood dinner AND I would call them back.
RiRi still salty that Drizzy left
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