The Ballad of Fugco and Zac

I love this photo:

I wanted to write a dialogue for it, but I couldn’t decide on an angle. Is Zac Posen the star knife-thrower at a circus owned by Kanye West, and Coco Rocha his brave assistant? Or is he a magician who’s about to stick her in a coffin-sized Louboutin box and saw her in half, only to have her reappear whole at stage right sitting on top of a bust of Anna Wintour? Is Zac a pimp trying to sell Coco to dateless guests at the Send In The Clowns benefit to raise funds for a petting zoo made entirely of balloon animals? Is he about to ask her if she can pay the rent, and of course she won’t be able to, so he’s going to tie her to the subway tracks until Karl Lagerfeld comes to her rescue?

It’s TOO MUCH. So I decided instead to sit back and enjoy her cracked-out neck rubble and his plush, sofa-like cape, and pray he choreographs his next fashion show along one of those exact plotlines.