somehow i have managed to avoid anything fashion-related this week, but i did have a wacky celebrity sighting on monday.
i was a plus one at nelly's AOL concert at webster hall, and my gleaming VIP pass got me up into the balcony where bread chips, hummus, cherry tomatoes and free drinks awaited. sitting in a leather couch across from a low table covered in white faux fur (?!), i checked out the fairly good-looking, industry-ish crowd. as nelly hit the stage, and the crowd started shrieking, who should pass by me but john mayer? huh? what? guess he's a secret st. lunatic. later i went downstairs and mingled with the regular people, just in time to watch nelly do "shake ya tailfeather." when p. diddy appeared on stage, out of nowhere, a girl behind me let out a bloodcurling scream and started jumping up and down. diddy has that effect on the ladies.