Bezos yes, Mamdani no Who cares about the Met Gala?
There was a time when an invitation to the Met Gala conferred more authority than visibility. Those who ascended those stairs did not need to amplify their image: they already defined taste. In 2003, when the entry cost $3,500, critic Cathy Horyn described it as “the most expensive party in town.” The sponsor was Gucci, Tom Ford was at the height of his influence (not yet measured in followers or likes), and the detail (4,000 peonies in the centerpieces) was not excess, but language. Taste was the theme. Taste was the argument.