blasblog: duet of a lifetime? not quite
When Marc Jacobs told The New Yorker that his next tattoo would be the word “shameless,” because “that’s what I think everyone should aspire to in life: being shameless,” I’ll readily admit that I related to the sentiment. For example, for the past several years I have shamelessly bragged about being invited to the Marc Jacobs after-party (fine, I’ve only actually been invited recently, though I’ve found a way to get in for much longer) and have always shamelessly paced the fancy affair, gawking at every Winona, Sofia, and (Lil’) Kim. But last night, at the designer’s after-party at the recently opened Greenwich Hotel, even I was taken aback when throngs of people blazed past me onto the dance floor to see, or so they thought, a “once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, bro” duet between Kanye West and Jay-Z, who happened to be standing next to each other. Being, ahem, shameless, I tried to work my way through the crowd. As it turned out, the two perfomers were literally just chatting—just the two of them chilling in front of the DJ booth. No microphones, no rapping, just two guys talking. Don’t believe the hype, people.
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