Oct 7, 2007
Waiting for Lanvin
If France, you have to have a paper ticket to get into the shows. They arrive via messenger or post, often the day before the event (because the PR people need to scramble to make sure the front row ranks are just right). All of this means you may not know if you're invited until the last minute.
Sometimes the tickets just never come, and it's a sad, Waiting-for-Godot situation. I had a scare regarding Chanel (it arrived eventually, after some phone calls), and wasn't invited to Dior, Valentino, or Dries Van Noten this season.
When I followed up with the Dries press office, they wrote to say "Sorry, there are to standing tickets." Confused, and hoping that she felt badly that Stacey and I would have to stand rather than sit, I wrote back, "There was a typo: Did you mean two or no?"
"Oh sorry, I meant to write 'no.'"
Sometimes there isn't much you can do.
But it pays to be nice. Case in point: I didn't get Lanvin last season, and I didn't get bent out of shape. I told the press rep I understood that seating is limited (it's always a tough show to get into). This season, she promised to get me in, et voila. I'll be there in a few hours, and then Vuitton, the last show of the season, (and sure to be a celeb-filled extravaganza), and then home to blog all about it.
And sleep.
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Chicago's fashion news editor Elisabeth Fourmont takes you from the front rows of the runway to behind the scenes at the designer ateliers and parties of Paris and New York Fashion Weeks. She also chats with Chicago retailers and models in town for the shows, and posts snapshots of the runway, the streets, and all things aesthetically pleasing. Elsewhere, you can find Elisabeth writing about fashion and France on her personal blog, 
