Auschwitz Fashion Week

A distant train is seen along the rails and the celebrity audience and fashionista's all gasp as the train pulls into Los Angeles' exclusively cordoned off Union train station. They are then herded into the carriages with cattle prods about 400

Los Angeles CA – The rising star of fashion, Israeli Designer Mosher Liebowitz, this week unveiled the new Spring collection of Holocaust Chic. The paparazzi and stars clamored for a peek at the sizzling cat-walk models and Auschwitz clothing lines.

My Social calendar is so full that I rarely find time to see anyone or any new shows but I have to check this fabulous designer out.

We have all heard so much about him. One of my darlings sent me two bags of fab Mcqueen jeans so I tried out twenty three this morning then settled on a pair of shorts with a black polar neck and my fabulous knee high leather boots.

Last night I was partying with fellow socialites at The Grove and we met the whole of Los Angeles’ fab crowd there.

My head still hurts from all the champagne and caviar so went to bed at 4am.


Fashion Genius


Liebowitz has pioneered ‘size minus’ for his models so he has now gone one better than ‘size zero’.

His clothes are so small that they need to be put on with linseed oil and they require three or four people to put them on the models.

The models are all starved daily and are only allowed two pieces of lettuce, two lines of cocaine/hour and a constant stream of cigarettes.


The Auschwitz look


My good friend Paris Hilton is with me as we are crammed into the Auschwitz Fashion Carriage, unlucky for her Tinkerbell her pet poodle is trampled to death under the feet of all the guests.

“Oh well i’ll phone mama up tomorrow and she can get me a new one that looks exactly the same.” She then snorts from her silver vial and everything is better.

Fashion Police


We arrive at the warehouse and the Fashion Police check to see if we are all wearing the latest designer couture and that all our VIP passes are in order.

Anyone with any individual and unique fashion sense is immediately turned away, with the assembled entourage no one is thus turned away and we all sigh in relief.

The Fashion Police then use their cattle prods to to get us into the warehouse and we are truly wowed by the fabulous style and decor.


Dazzling Couture


Victoria Beckham who holds Liebowitz in high esteem says she aspires to his wonderful collection for her own burgeoning fashion house.

She is in fact modelling a Liebowitz silver creation for the Holocaust Show today and the crowd whoops with joy as she twirls down the cat walk not flinching once as her stick like ankle bone snaps with a loud crack.

She bravely completes the circuit with her bone jutting out of her leg.

Such bravery in the name of fashion. This is a badge of honour for being a ‘size minus’ model.


Victoria Beckham consoled after ankle bone break


The other model I see is a bag of bones her ribs so extended that I can see her heart beating clearly through her emaciated skin. The whole audience dutifully admires her fabulous bone structure.

Nicole Richie is up next and her veins bulge in her legs and you can see every sinew and muscle working even some of her intestines are visible.

The crowd gasps in adoration as she shows off the Auschwitz chiffon double breasted gold waistcoat creation.

There is a tense moment as Ms Richie sways with exhaustion after walking 15 feet but help soon comes quick as the illustrious designer himself picks her up with one hand and shows her the stage exit.



Nicole Richie trains for the Auschwitz show.
She needed to drop three sizes from here to
get to size ‘minus two’.


More Wagner plays through the speakers, this time the rousing crescendo of ‘Ride of the Valkyrie’. We are all awed as the final celebrity model comes onto the catwalk modeling the Liebowitz creation that stands above anything else in the show.

The gold tassles shimmer in the spotlight and we are temporarily blinded by all the photographers snapping away.

Paris who is sitting next to me stands up and claps incessantly with her jaw dropped and her coke fueled left eyeball jutting out with fashion desire. “I have to get that!” She furiously searches for her Blackberry so that her mother can order one immediately.


The dazzling gold tassel outfit modelled

by the size ‘minus four’ Ms Blanchett


The after show party is truly splendid. A round of applause cacophonies around the huge hall for our esteemed hero designer as we are ushered into the party bunker resplendent with thick cast iron doors.

In the bunker there are shower heads above us but instead of Zyklon gas we fashionistas are intermittently showered with Chanel No.5.

We have our fill and the Krug ‘Clos du Mesnil’ champagne flows. At $750 per bottle we are truly honoured to be part of the gloriously exclusive celebrations.


  • Kae Martin

    This is a terrifying article which makes you think at the same time. Maybe slightly exaggerated, but I get the point. The fashion industry is so, so, so insane these days that I feel fat every day even though I weigh 122 pounds and am a size four. This would be…extremely fat. Wow, I can't even explain how sickening that is, but I think you did a great job of satiring it here. Well done.