As if it weren't sad-sacky enough to be chained to my cubicle in New York and not in Europe with the rest of the fashion pack, it seems I've now become a liaison between PR types and the W editors who are currently en route from Milan to Paris. How else to explain the email I received this week from a Perfectly-Nice-But-Clueless-Publicist requesting my help with un petit projet. And I quote:"Happy Monday! I was hoping you could let me know which editors will be attending Paris Fashion Week. I would love to invite them to (Famous-Designer-Who-Shall-Remain-Nameless's) Official After Party sponsored by (Luxury-Brand-Which-Shall-Remain-Nameless). Please provide me with the editor(s) names, as well as, their hotel information. I will FedEx hard copy invites to their hotels upon your response."
I'll get right on it.
