Denver Fashion Weekend With Drunk Iggy Pop Guy

While we were in attendance at probably like the most chic event ever, a blind-drunk man who looked like Iggy Pop snuck into the press area and stole Father Guido’s seat while he was taking pictures. We had just been backstage, watching the models and stylists buzz about, and the Exdo Events Center had filled up nicely. Denver boutiques A.Line Boutique, Barbara and Company, Goldyn, PJ’s Boutique, and Sous le Lit were presenting 15 looks from designers including Bailey 44, BB Dakota, Blaque Label, Dear Dorothy, Helmut Lang, McQ by Alexander McQueen, Rag & Bone, See by Chloe, and Stop Staring (which I was most excited about, personally – these dresses are super feminine and flattering in a glamorous, old Hollywood kind of way). Hair was done by The Blowdry Lounge, make-up by Katelyn Simkins, and nails were courtesy of Tootsies. I was excited, but I thought that Drunk Iggy Pop Guy might be kind of a problem at first. He was a drunk guy who was alone at a fashion show. What good could come of this?

“Hey.” he said. “You should be up there. Not THEM.” He nodded over derisively towards the empty catwalk, where no models had yet walked all evening. “Why don’t they have normal girls like you in fashion shows?” he said. As the painful, somehow not-even-quite-flattering pickup lines started unfolding, I finally managed to communicate to him that I’m married.

“Oh yeah? If you’re so married, tell me where’s your husband now?”

“You’re in his seat. He’s standing…ohhh, about two feet away from us. He can hear us now actually, do you see him waving?”

At this point, only the boldest of souls would resist the urge to flee. But no. Drunk Iggy Pop Guy just leeeeeaned back into his chair luxuriously. He got comfortable with it. I began to think he might be worthy of starring in a Donnybrook blog….

“You look like Iggy Pop,” I offered.

“Oh, man. Really?”

WAIT. WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT. Drunk Iggy Pop Guy has the gall to blatantly crash the press area and blatantly lurk, yet I still reward him by telling him that he looks like possibly the most awesome, bad-ass dude in the world, and he has the further gall (the furtherest of galls possible! we’re talking these galls are planets away) to not be thrilled about it?

“You don’t like Iggy Pop?” I said. “He’s probably the coolest person you could look like.”

“Nah. He like, doesn’t wear a shirt and stuff.”

Oh. Okay, Drunk Iggy Pop Guy With A Shirt. Whatever you say. I’m just going to pretend to take notes here even though it’s dark and I can only scribble small, wobbly lines.

The show is starting. The lights go down in the crowd and the smoke machine is on. This is where Drunk Iggy Pop Guy really shines. As each model walks down the runway, I give my Girl opinion on the outfit, and he gives his Drunk Iggy Pop Guy opinion on the matter. Here it is, as follows:

DIPG was very, visibly, audibly excited about this outfit presented by Goldyn boutique in Denver. I thought they should either keep the jeans or the top, but both together are a bit much for me.	He liked everything but the necklace. I liked everything but the dress. (presented by Goldyn)
DIPG sez: “Too childish.” I agreed. (Presented by PJ’s boutique, where I frequent)	DIPG sez: “I like it when they have the holes for the legs to come out of in the front.” Couldn’t have said it better myself! (presented by PJ’s)
DIPG and I were in agreement here: this was one of our favorite looks. That’s some Margot Tenenbaum hotness. (Presented by Goldyn)	I think Stop Staring dresses are super sexy in a pinup way. DIPG thought they looked “professional.” I guess I could see his point. (Presented by PJ’s)
Homeboy was super amped on this outfit. I’m a bit tired of this look because I’ve seen it at too many summer festivals. (Presented by Sous Le Lit)	We both absolutely loved this look. (Presented by Sous Le Lit)

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“Don’t put any pictures of me in your little website,” were the parting words of Drunk Iggy Pop Guy. I did not have a camera on me. I did happen to give Drunk Iggy Pop Guy the url to this website, so he will probably wake up with it crumpled up in his pocket, not remember why he has it, check out this website, and be horrified to read an entire blog about him that he has no recollection of. If you’re reading this, Drunk Iggy Pop Guy, don’t be sad that I kind of made fun of you; I really did have fun talking about outfits with you, and thought you offered a fresh perspective on this fashion show. BFFs 4EVZ XYZ!

Check out the pictures below – the captions are the Denver boutiques that presented each look. I was absolutely blown away by the clothes, especially the ones with a hot Margot Tenenbaum vibe, and Stop Staring, of course. And if you want the full pictures by Father Guido, including Miss Colorado and backstage with the models!, visit my Flickr page.