About a Queen (and I don't mean Latifah)

While attending the Boston premier of "The September Issue," a documentary detailing the work of fashion magazine legend Anna Wintour, I found myself horrified, repulsed and completely disgusted. Was it because of the enormous pregnant woman downing Champagne at a rate that would ensure her child is born retarded? No. Was it the fact that every girl there was decked out in some Boho chic dress with Chanel necklaces (I mean, really?)? No.

No, while vile in their own right, what truly set me off were the old queens and their ridiculous costumes. Faux-hawks? Cobalt blazers? Leggings? Motorcycle boots?! And can someone please tell me who in the hell wears a blazer with suede elbow patches and still makes it on the list of "Boston's Best Dressed"? If Welcome Back, Kotter! was still on the air, then fine, but it ain't. It's August and it's 85 degrees and you can't start wearing transition clothes until after Labor Day. You can't even wear full fall clothing until after Columbus Day! I know that, you know that, and that full on fairy queen at the premiere should sure as hell know that.

As a side note, the movie is fantastic - but how could a film that starts with the line "Well just because people buy clothes at K-Mart does not mean they're necessarily stupid..." not be?