The Sartorialist’s blog is so famous that even my mum follows him. So you can imagine the tsunami of anticipation that engulfed Melbourne’s fashionistas when Time Magazine’s top 1oo design influencers announced that he was holding a party to meet his Melbourne readers.
Oh dear, what to wear???
Given that most of my wardrobe was still in shipping boxes, I didn’t have much of a choice of outfit. Never mind, I briefly practised my model posing, then skipped off excitedly to the hot new Andrew McConnell restaurant, Cutler & Co.
Never have I seen so many zany hats, colourful pocket squares and androgynous men in such a small area. Everyone was trying to be cool and nonchalant, while clearly eyeing everyone else’s outfit. RM and I claimed a spot at the bar and entrenched our position by ordering a couple of tapas. The food at Cutler & Co was not cheap, but it was impressive. We had a delicious squid escabeche, some neanderthal cutlets of extremely tender duck confit and narrow wafers balancing shreds of crabmeat.
And then ….there he was, Scott Schumann in the flesh. People started jostling to get near him (in a cool, nonchalant way) and at one stage there was even a queue of admirers waiting to talk to him. To his credit, there was no diva attitude – he seemed quite at ease with the crowd, freely answering questions and talking about his experiences in Australia. I didn’t push to get closer to him because I discovered that I didn’t have any intelligent thoughts other than ‘OMG, he’s really really short!”. But I do wish I’d elbowed aside some of the groupies so I could have gotten a photo with me towering over him – probably the only time I’m ever going to look like a model.