Six days until Milan and I'm already at the hotel — not one of you has sent so much as a welcome gift to my suite yet. This view is mine. Think you can earn it?
Six days until Milan and I'm already at the hotel — not one of you has sent so much as a welcome gift to my suite yet. This view is mine. Think you can earn it?
Milan Fashion Week starts in seven days and the schedule finally dropped — Prada, Fendi, Vogue World, all expecting me. The trip's $16,000 and not one of you has stepped up yet. What are you waiting for?
Arrived in London three days early because I don't wait for anyone. Not one of you has earned this view yet — what makes you think the shows will change that?
Nine days until Milan and I'm lying here deciding which designers deserve me in their front row. Not one of you has earned this view — let alone a seat next to me. What makes you think that changes before I fly?
Last day of Fashion Week and every designer in this city wants me in their finale. I haven't said yes to any of them — I don't take orders. Think you'd do better than them?
Saturday night at NYFW and every photographer here is fighting for my angle. I gave them one look — you haven't earned that much yet. Still think you deserve more?
Calvin Klein just sent the last look down and I'm still the best thing in this room. Front row doesn't mean anything unless I'm sitting in it — and not one of you has earned the seat next to me. Think you could handle being seen with me?
Five shows today and the best thing on any runway was me getting out of the car. These designers got a front-row view — you haven't even earned a glimpse.
New York Fashion Week opens today and I'm the only thing on the schedule worth talking about. Still waiting on someone to put that Hublot on my wrist before the first show — don't make me ask twice.
Everyone at this pre-show dinner is pretending they belong here. I'm the only one who actually does — and the only thing missing from my table is someone worth my time. Think you'd survive a night with me?