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In his new book, Gunn's Golden Rules, Tim Gunn slings some serious dirt about Vogue editors. First, there's the story of what happened when Anna Wintour went to exit a fifth-floor Peter Som show at the Metropolitan Pavilion:
I was with a colleague from Parsons, and we had been discussing the will-she-or-won't-she-take-the-elevator question, so we ran over to the elevator bay to see if Anna would deign to get on. She wasn't there. Then we looked over the stairway railing. And what did we see but Anna being carried down the stairs. The bodyguards had made a fireman's lock and were racing her from landing to landing. She was sitting on their crossed arms.Then, there's the bit about André Leon Talley being hand-fed by an assistant at a panel at the New York Public Library: "When we return to the green room, we see that someone has spread a translucent barber's bib over Andre and he's reclining, his arms at his sides. He's being fed grapes and cubes of cheese one by one, like a bird in a nest."
These stories aren't just surprising because they involve extremely sophisticated adults acting like babies—they're surprising because they're coming from Tim Gunn, the classiest guy in fashion. We never pegged him as someone who'd have beef with Anna Wintour.
· Tim Gunn describes Anna Wintour's special ride [Page Six]