Of all the things a celebrity wants to hear from a photographer, we imagine that "Come over here, we promise we won't hurt you" — delivered in a tone last heard from one of the major players from Hansel and Gretel — is toward the bottom of the list (right next to "Woohoo, you forgot your underwear!"). We suspect that's why, when one of the photographers at Christian Siriano on Thursday night said exactly that to Mena Suvari, she simply pretended she didn't hear anything. Denial: still one of the best ways to handle the unpleasant.
Luckily, being weirdly menaced by a member of the press didn't seem to faze Mena too much. She made it to her seat unmolested and stayed late to chat cheerfully with a gaggle of reporters about her home projects: "I'm working on sewing classes!" she chirped, confessing that she has used her newfound skills to make pajama pants. "I'm trying to finish my pajama shirt — it's taken me like two weeks," she laughed. "I had no idea what I was getting into. This is my first Fashion Week since learning all that, and I'm looking at every little detail on the runway. It's like, 'Oh, that's pretty,' but you have no idea how much goes into making something like that." She did seem to be studying the show closely — and it was a show, being as it came complete with several falls from models walking in too-tall shoes, including one that brought the poor girl to her hands and knees. Afterward, we overheard Mena telling someone that she was "dying to walk the runway," which shows a certain bravery after seeing the bloodbath that this one was.
Her seatmate, the always irritatingly gorgeous Gabrielle Union, also seemed unfazed — we heard her confess that she loves all shoes, "from two dollars to two thousand dollars," and apparently including the ones she was wearing that were similar to the ones that felled the models (which were, if deadly, also admittedly fierce). Gabrielle was sporting an adorable — if seasonally inappropriate — green strapless mini with pleating in the bodice, and looked basically amazing. Despite that, we still heard her tell someone, "I want to be Alexa," in reference to her other next-door neighbor, Alexa Chung. Psst, Gabrielle: Alexa, in a maxi-dress and black tights with bright red open-toed sandals, was two parts fashion plate and one part Mrs. Roper. Stick with what you're already doing.