The second chapter I read, also completely out of order, was the one about Anna Wintour. Because who doesn’t want to know more about her?
You might already have read how Coddington describe’s Anna as “very flirty” around boys (no matter if they’re “100% gay”) and how she develops “crushes” on certain stars like Puff Daddy, Ben Stiller, Roger Federer–and we’d add Seth Meyers.
But did you also know how much she hates The Devil Wears Prada?
The bane of Anna’s life is The Devil Wears Prada. Even ex-President Sarkozy mentioned it semi-jokingly in his speech at the official Elysee Palace ceremony in Paris before awarding the Legion d’Honneur in 2011. But it’s not a joke. After seeing a few clips, I never looked at the movie again. I thought it made our business look laughable. Even more so than Pret-a-Porter, one of the worst movies Robert Altman ever made, which caused chaos one summer at the Paris collections when people like Sophia Loren and Julia Roberts were filmed playing characters from the fashion world attending the shows.
When I first heard that a former assistant of Anna’s had written the book, I thought, “How disgracefully disloyal,” and “what a horrible thing to do.” Basically she was making money out of making fun of Anna’s character.
Still, Wintour went to the premiere…in Prada.