I caught The September Issue on Saturday. I’d been waiting to watch it for months, so I was pretty excited to see Anna Wintour’s larger-than-life face on screen.
Its a fascinating peek into the whirlwind business of making a fashion magazine. Actually, Vogue (America) is not just a fashion magazine, its more of like the fashion magazine.
It must be awesome to be Anna Wintour – the incredible amount of influence she wields in this seemingly flimsy, almost-make believe world.
There was a particularly memorable scene.
Stefano Pilati was doing a pre-show presentation of his latest collection for YSL to Anna. She made a remark, about how there’s not a lot of colour. She was obviously not impressed, but it was, for the most part, just a comment.
Yet, Pilati immediately became visibly nervous. He started explaining why there wasn’t more colours when it really wasn’t necessary – he just didn’t feel like doing colours.
As a last ditch attempt to prove that its not all black (note: there is nothing wrong with black!), he pulls out an exquisite jacket which he insisted is green. Its a really dark green; it looks almost black to me.
And I wanted to scream, that whatever colour that jacket is, it should be enough!
Its beautiful, okay?
Then I feel strangely anguished, about how the longer we do this, the more we must learn that things are rarely enough.