“I certainly don’t see myself growing older, fatter and grumpier in the front row, which a lot of my dearly beloved colleagues tend to do.” - Michael RobertsTwo images from his book Shot in Sicily.
oh dear i'm confused: does that mean that he'll refrain from the front-row seats after he hits a certain age limit? or has mr roberts found some enviable elixir of eternal youth not available to the rest of us mere mortals?
Dear Anon: Perhaps this helps - on mr roberts's exit from vanity fair as fashion director, he most likely will not get a front row seat this coming season. you can't choose to seat - i believe it chooses you. Dear Beauty: Exactly.
oh dear i'm confused: does that mean that he'll refrain from the front-row seats after he hits a certain age limit? or has mr roberts found some enviable elixir of eternal youth not available to the rest of us mere mortals?
ReplyDeleteA prime case of misplaced confidence. Never say never. Scar-ly not even invited to the front row by then.
ReplyDeleteDear Anon: Perhaps this helps - on mr roberts's exit from vanity fair as fashion director, he most likely will not get a front row seat this coming season. you can't choose to seat - i believe it chooses you.
ReplyDeleteDear Beauty: Exactly.
I'm confused because he already is fatter, older and grumpier....
ReplyDeleteDear Andrew: LOL
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