Tim Gunn's Gossip: Outing Anna Wintour, Lindsay Lohan and More


Finally, Gunn writes, von Furstenberg gets her hot dog, as well as french fries, pickles and onion rings.

Diane had two bites of the hot dog, a couple of French fries, and then didn't even touch the onion rings. When we got up to leave, the people in the next booth leaped to their feet and asked whether they could take a picture with us. I'm always game and was about to oblige, but Diane stepped in and held her hand up.

"I'm sorry, darlings," she purred, "but we're late for an event where we're both needed very badly. We don't have time for a picture, but here, have some onion rings!" And she handed her stunned fan the basket.

I'm not sure what the moral is here ... I really just wanted to tell that story. But maybe it's that declaring to a room full of strangers, "I need a hot dog!" won't get you what you want no matter who you are, unless you follow protocol and sit down and order like a regular person.

On Vouge magazine Editor-in-Chief Anna Wintour being carried down five flights of stairs by her two massive bodyguards.

I was at Peter Som's show at the Metropolitan Pavilion on West Eighteenth Street. It was held on the fifth floor, and there was one large freight elevator. Knowing Anna was a Peter Som fan and knowing she famously dislikes riding in elevators with other people, I thought, How will she ever get down? ... And as the lights come up, bam, Anna's gone!

I was there with a colleague from Parsons [the design school at which Gunn taught for more than two decades], and we had been discussing the will-she-or-won't-she-take-the-elevator question, so we ran over to the elevator bay to see if Anna would deign to get on. She wasn't there. Then we looked over the stairway railing and what did we see but Anna being carried down the stairs. The bodyguards had made a fireman's lock and were racking her from landing to landing. She was sitting on their crossed arms.

I ran to the window to see if they would put her down on the sidewalk or carry her to the car like that. They carried her to the car. And I thought: I will never forget this.

On designer and talk show host Isaac Mizrahi: Don't even get me started on Isaac Mizrahi. In my view, he's one of the world's biggest divas. One time, Isaac threw a fit about a security guard from the second-floor showroom at Liz Claiborne Inc.'s Times Square offices. Why, you may ask? Was he stealing? Harassing guests? showing up late? No, he was wearing brown.

On mogul Martha Stewart's crusade against Diet Coke: One time when I was on Martha Stewart's show, she visited me in the greenroom. I threw out my arms to embrace her, but in lieu of a greeting she asked with a tone of horror, "Who let youinhere with that?" She pointed to the Diet Coke I was drinking. "No one," I said. "Someone brought it to me." "W-what?" she stammered. "I don't allow Died Coke in this studio. It's not to be anywhere around me. I'm going to findout who's done this." And she stormed off.

Then later she made an off-camera announcement to her audience about how they shouldn't drink Diet Coke, either. She gave me a lecture in front of the audience about how bad Diet Coke is. Something about the chemicals? I couldn't even focus on what she was saying because of how vehemently she was saying it.

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