There are people who request tickets to fashion shows because they want "to cover for their 900 Twitter followers," or because they need to "update their Facebook with all the latest news in fashion."
Even this is floating around the Twitterverse, "Dear PR, I command a seat for my mistress, the Princess of Cantaloupe, or else my country declares war on your office!" (That's a joke in response to something almost as nuts.)
What's not a joke is the girl from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida requesting tickets on behalf of French Vogue. She's sent an email to publicists, complete with clips and editorial from Bazaar, which is quite possibly the total opposite of French Vogue, and asked the PRs to send all tickets to her address in Florida.
Fashion publicists should be able to name everyone on Carine's small masthead and they'll know if yours isn't one of them. Also, if you're going to waste your time hatching such a complex plan, at least go out and buy a copy of French Vogue.
Though really, if you've learned anything this week, it's to ditch elaborate plans (and if you must, sneak in quietly).