Joe Zee Is Just As Obsessed With The Man Repeller As You Are
Personal style bloggers are a dime a dozen these days — which isn’t at all a bad thing! — but sometimes the same old gets a little, well, old. And that’s why bloggers like Leandra Medine, aka The Man Repeller, are so refreshing. We love her style, but more importantly, we love how effing funny she is! And we’re not alone. Mid-way through interviewing her front row at Nicole Miller yesterday, Joe Zee came bounding up to profess his (and his assistant’s) love.
It all went a little something like this:
We were chatting with Medine about her fave shows (Alexander Wang, Thakoon, Rag & Bone, Prabal Gurung), her dream shows (Jason Wu, Marc Jacobs, duh), and whether or not she’s found herself star struck by any fashion week celebs, when out of nowhere, Joe Zee appeared, beaming, over our shoulder.
Joe Zee: Are you Leandra?! Ohmygod! Stand up for one second! Hi! My assistant lives for you.
Man Repeller: I love your assistant then!
JZ: She dresses great. She walks into the office like, “I’m very Man Repeller today!”
MR: Maybe she’s my alter ego!
JZ: Maybe! She is obsessed with you! Well, thank you!!!
At which point he bounded off — have you ever seen Joe Zee in action? He really does bound. — and we continued our conversation. It turns out she’d just sat next to Taylor Tomasi Hill at Doo Ri and was still reeling.
Um, I cut my hair because of her! I adore her! I saw Kate Lamphear a couple times today, which is always really exciting. I guess it’s not so much starstruck as it is editor struck. They’re celebrities in my eyes! Like, Taylor gave me a little smirk, like, ‘I got you.’ It was amazing.
At which point it was only natural to ask if she’d ever had any outfit regrets.
Not really anything Man Repeller-related, because it’s just fashion. You should take risks, because why not! But, like, today I walked out in these wool blend palazzo pants and I’ve been boiling the entire day. It’s like, great, it’s really hot right now. And someone suggested I stick ice packs on my legs. Because the pants are big enough, obviously.
Considering how awkwardly hot it’s been inside the tents, she might be on to something. We knew palazzo pants had to be good for something.