Cross fashion week with prom night, add a dash of Halloween and a pinch of Marie Antoinette’s Versailles…and you’ve got something approaching the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s costume ball. I’ve been attending it since I was a student at Rhode Island School of Design (way before Anna Wintour controlled the guest list). It was always such a thrill -- trading the J.Crew barn jacket for a tux and taking off for New York City. I looked forward to it all year. Even now, getting the invite evokes the excitement of changing seasons and back-to-school.
That detail makes the guest experience really special, and the backdrop of one of the world’s most iconic museums doesn’t hurt. The Ball has become a bit of a red carpet circus, but the exhibitions alone are worth the trip -- and while the book offers plenty of outrageous celebrity fashion, it also pays mind to the party’s curated elements. I love visiting the Met all year round for inspiration. Now, I can do so from the comfort of my sofa.
In a way, I see this book as a photo album of memories -- albeit memories of a highly fantastical life that I live one night a year. I’m certain that even those who have never experienced the Met Ball firsthand will delight in joining this end of the party. Even better, everyone’s invited -- with or without Anna’s blessing.