If you were a rich, multi-millionaire fashion designer you'd probably spend the majority of your waking hours surrounded by famous people fawning over your creative talent blah blah blah...
After a while the attraction would surely wear off, leaving you immune
to seeing Mariah Carey's crotch in your face or a battered Kate Moss at
yet another boring party.
However, be warned that if you end up having a mere mortal of a
boyfriend who exists on the periphery of that circle and probably still
cuts out pictures of David Beckham to stick on his French folder,
chances are their reaction to celebrity is likely to be somewhat
different...
These pictures are from Jason Preston's personal online photo gallery.
Despite looking like he ran through Top Man covered in glue (count the clichés, ladies and gentlemen) he was actually allowed near these idiots.
Actually forget that last bit - they must have fucking loved it.
Marc Jacobs soon ditched him, blaming the
sheer embarrassment at going out with such a tit age difference.
Good herd of celebs though - Amy, Posh, Mariah, Kate.
Converstation must have been fucking rivetting;
"MeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMe"
"MeMeMeMeMe"
"Me"
"MeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMe"
*sniff* (KM)
"MeMeMeMeMeMeMeMeMe"
"Me"
"David"
"MeMeMeMeMeMe"
Idiots.