James Anastasi
(Picture: Evening Standard)It is decreed that on the first Monday of May I shall always stay up past 2am, scroll furiously through Getty Images and Instagram for a first glimpse of guests arriving at the Met Gala in New York, the annual fundraising extravaganza orchestrated by Anna Wintour, the grand dame of Vogue.
I don’t generally make it my business to study red carpet moments but the one exception is the Met, where fashion with a capital F is centre stage and the trains exceed the width of the grand staircase going into the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It’s also the only time when friends who do serious work in the foreign office or in hospitals will actively analyse fashion, sending me messages asking, ‘What on earth is going on here?’ and I have to explain the context of why exactly Katy Perry is wearing a hamburger.
