The Sartorialist down under
Tonight I met Scott Schuman, the Sartorialist, at the sass & bide store on Oxford St. in Sydney. He’s in Australia to promote his book and was doing a book signing at the store.
I waited in line for three hours, clutching my copy of his book and cursing myself because I stuffed so much heavy junk into my handbag that it made my shoulder ache. I made two buddies in line, Lanny and Lauren. We were all so nervous that when our turn came, we decided to get our books signed together. It’s not every day you get to meet someone as exciting as Scott Schuman, and sometimes you need moral support. When he signed my book, he told me that his first girlfriend’s name was Grace. It made me even more tongue tied than I already was, but my heart went thumpa thumpa with glee.
The three hour wait was extra specially boring, so I entertained myself by taking photos of the shop windows.
After queuing down the sidewalk for two hours, we finally got inside the store. And then we waited some more.
The sass & bide store is quite a clever space, what with the smashed mirrors on the ceiling:
and the giant (actually just horse-sized) leather horse at the back:
Then, sitting at a table behind the horse, there he was:
and here we are, looking goofy and star struck:
<3 <3 <3
jealous!
every morning before i go out of the house i always think “what if today is the day the sartorialist takes a picture of me for his blog?” and sometimes this means i spend another half hour pulling clothes out of my closet but whatever, it’s a good outfit gage.
squee! that would be amazing…but i seriously doubt he’s ever coming to my neck of the woods. we are not known for fashion.
cheers to you, nice score!
Wow Gracie! How exciting for you! You look so humbled and happy in that groupie pic!
FABU!
xoxox
Hee hee! We really DO look goofy…. well, what was it that I said…’ i like your shoes…’ hahaha!!
and then he said to you… “my first REAL girlfriend’s name was Grace”…aw…well I had fun standing in line with you girls and we must catch up and have an actual drink next time! xx
Loz xo
Three hours! You waited in line for 3 hours. I repeat this, and yet still do not understand. I draw inferences: writing, good writing, is even more important to you than clothes–at least any clothes you would not wait 3 hours in line to purchase.
But, then, as Plato taught, beauty is one. And I can see what he means exemplified in this–golly, very old–posting on your blog: the pictures you took, your clothes, and Schuman’s as well, are all beautiful….