Report Card: C-
Night 3 was disappointing. The shows were actually pretty good… Best in show: Hampden Clothing and Goga; Most boring in show: tie between Berlins and Brooks Brothers. The crowd, unfortunately, took a turn for the worse. If you can’t tell from our blog, we are clearly snobby and think highly of ourselves. But even we were blown away last night by the overly pretentious Charleston Magazine hangers-on. Let’s get a few things straight:
1- You do not need to wear sunglasses at the tents. You are not a celebrity. It is night time. The spotlights are not that bright.
2- We love the idea of Charleston Fashion Week, but let’s keep it in perspective. It’s a fun party with fun stuff to look at… you are not at an A-list exclusive premiere event in New York at which you have to act like a total jerk to fit in. A schizophrenic homeless man can get a VIP ticket. We are VIPPER than you and we don’t behave that way.
3- Torch is the armpit of Charleston. The fact that you can smoke there is just the icing on that trying-to-hard-LA-scene-in-a-C-list-movie cake.
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