Oh, lamentable runway of death! Fashion's center, stained with grief! At right, Vogue fashion news/features director Sally Singer sacrifices her young son at the altar of Marc by Marc Jacobs. The poor boy doesn't know what hit him; his eyes are cold and dead. Mom's such a bitch, man, picking out his stupid clothes and making him talk to these stupid old people. As soon as he gets to high school, he's dropping out.
Either that, or he'll lose his virginity to the Proenza Schouler boys, just to spite her.