Okay so this one time, I snuck backstage at Christian Dior Haute Couture and was attempting to get into the makeup room to snap a few quick shots of the models, when Magdalena Frackowiak walked out, opened a window and lit up a cigarette. I leaned out the adjacent window, said, “Magdalena!” and snapped this shot. ON MY BLACKBERRY. She got the fright of her life. About six months later, I ran into her backstage at the Rag and Bone show at New York Fashion Week and asked her if she remembered me. She said no. So I showed her the picture on my Blackberry. She started laughing, gave me a giant hug, and told me that it was one of her favourite photos of all time and said it had gone everywhere, including magazines and blogs all over the world.
I was like, “I bet you say that to all the boys.”
Ahh couture.