It is my life long dream to be invited to the Met Gala and, believe me, one way or another I will find a way to get through those giant Met doors on the first Monday of May. But for now, I shall have to content myself with having eight tabs and four apps open during midday Tuesday lectures.
…And that actually does the job pretty well. Too well thanks to all those mediums bridging the gap between the Hollywood elite and us plebs.
All you need
- Wifi
- Snapchat
- Instagram
- Twitter
- Laptop
- Multi tasking skills
- Too much time
So you’re ready for a comfy front row seat on Tuesday morning, right? WRONG.

It’s the most extensive work in transmedia storytelling…except it’s IRL (ish). The true Met Gala experience starts at least a week before the event. Regularly check numbers 2-4 to see your faves attend their fittings, get their multi thousand dollar hair/make up/nails did, and then post photos of burgers to appear relatable. This whole shebang treads the line between envy and emulation like a genius. It’s all stress and whirlwind so that when you finally see them go up those carpeted stairs, you are just so proud of your darling for making it alive.

It’s social media PR/Marketing at its best – a career aspect I’m extremely interested in considering. I have LOVED watching the Met Gala narrative unfold through the daily videos/photos from brands getting their clients ready…

…the necessary pre-Gala bed jumping in your Manhattan penthouse suite…
…as well as the guests all getting their faces ready for maximum glow…

Then an official Insta walk through of the Met space during the event!
Now you can watch famous people laugh and dance and be friends with other famous people. We judge people’s million dollar dresses as if we could do better, fantasize about how Vogue would just ADORE us, and imagine who would be on our table.
It’s like we’re there…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0N1iMk3qDX4
The Vogue equivalent of a photo booth…
We can even see some bathroom action in one of my favourite photo series from the event! They’re a little reminiscent of Warhol polaroid shots. There’s something thrilling about the juxtaposition of these glamorous people and white toilet tiles.

You can really feel that intoxicating, glamorous atmosphere from your swivel classroom chair in Melbourne all thanks to social media. The world is wonderful. Until you remember that you’re not actually there and you have an assignment due in two days.