Dancing with Tom Ford

You might call this a Brush by Fame, or a Fame Whiff (as in completely missing the target).

In the late '90s, I had just moved to New York and started working at _Jane_ magazine. Jane Pratt, the editor, used to have a quasi-famous birthday-party bash (she may still, for all I know). Being a lowly copy editor, I didn’t have the casual access to the glitterati that most of my colleagues did. I’ll admit it: I wanted celebrity friends.

Pratt’s big party was my big chance. I decided I would dress in an eccentric, attention-getting fashion—in this Read more