Fashion Week does a beautiful job of being beautiful. On the runway fantasy becomes reality because reality is ugly. But for just a sliver of the week, we wanted to get real. That’s why we headed to the one place where even fashionistas can’t pretend--the ladies' room. So we eavesdropped from the stalls of Fashion Week so you didn’t have to. 10:16 am: Gaggle of women enter speaking some sort of Eastern European dialect. Make unhappy noises. One of them is wearing a sequined fascinator. She angrily throws said fascinator in an overflowing trashcan, curses it using a lot of phlegm and departs. 10:22 am: “Oh ewwww it smells in here.” “It smells like really bad in here.” “Blech. These are like port-a-potties.” “They’re trick port-a-potties. You don’t know they’re port-a-potties. But they’re totally port-a-potties.” 10:32: “I love that lipstick. Can I try it?” “I’m not really cool with that.” 10:36: “How do these things flush? Oh, no…not like that….NOT. LIKE. THAT.” 10:38: “It’s gross in here.” “It’s really gross in here.” “There’s nowhere to hang my bag.” “Put it on the floor?” “Ewwww no have you seen the floor. I think someone couldn’t flush the toilet or something.” 10:42: “It smells like a truck stop in here.” “This is wrong. Someone needs to tell someone to do something. I’m going to be sick.” 10:45: Two women speaking Italian. I translate it to be: “I’m so hungover, I am going to puke.” Pukes. 10:47: “There should be hooks in here for bags.” “It shouldn’t smell so bad in here.” “I’m going to tell someone to clean in here.” “OHMYGODGETMEOUTOFHERE”
10:50: Maintenance men enter: “Everyone out of here!” “It’s nice of you to finally clean up.” Women leave. Maintenance man to maintenance man: “Women can get really gross.”
Fashion week: It's not as glamorous as you think.