When cosmetics giant MAC, the high-end brand responsible for much of the war paint on display at New York Fashion Week, flew pudgy blogger Perez Hilton in for a weekend of shows, some fashionistas were a tad perplexed. The crayola-haired mean girl struck a dissonant note as he "live-blogged" from MAC's lounge in Bryant Park, which for the most part seemed to entail peacocking for obscure Japanese television crews and lobbing insults at stylist Rachel Zoe and Vogue editrix Anna Wintour.
Hilton hit the Diane von Furstenberg show, creamed around the Erin Fetherston afterparty, and mugged with Kimora Lee Simmons backstage at Baby Phat. The appearances no doubt proved to be a what-to-wear nightmare, given that Hilton is these days looking more like a mountain than a man. Indeed, Perez eschewed a restricting Hedi Slimane suit in favor of a Tent-like camel-colored cape, perhaps inspired by Andre Leon Talley's famous swathes of fabric, fit for a plus-sized king.
Hilton will have truly arrived in style circles when Nicolas Guesquiere starts making him custom muumuus (special chalupa-holding pockets included!).