Sean Avery Takes His Best Shot
This summer Sean Avery went from shooting pucks to shooting models. Or at least getting coffee for the people that do. Now that he's Mensvogue.com's guest editor, we look at how The Most Hated Man in Hockey is doing at his new job.
Daniel Barna
June 24, 2008
Sean Avery seems adamant on convincing the world that his much-discussed, oft-maligned internship at Vogue magazine is more than just a lark—a desperate ploy for attention by a man infamous for seeking it—or just a flat-out attempt to meet girls (because sexy, rich hockey players have had so much trouble in the past, right?).
As this week’s guest-editor of MensVogue.com, Avery takes us on a whirlwind tour of his arduous new life as an intern at a fashion mag. In between picking the spinach out of Anna Wintour’s teeth and spilling Beef Stroganoff on “the best-looking and best-dressed women in New York,” Avery spends his days flying back and forth between New York and L.A., lending his own personal stamp on a variety of high-profile photo shoots. “Try to spot the leopard-print Alexander McQueen vest that pulled the outfit together,” he brags, as he is sometimes known to do.
Avery eagerly wants to persuade us that his passion for fashion is in fact genuine, a fact that no one seems to be doubting. He truly marvels at the intricacies of a fashion magazine and holds in high regard those who bring the fashion bible to life. It’s his inflated opinion of himself and his own destiny that renders his piece at times condescending and self-indulgent. “Here’s what it comes down to,” he writes. “I make millions of dollars a year at a “job” that I consider to be pure fun. The people at Vogue don’t have that kind of salary. What they do have is a group of people working creatively and relentlessly because of their strong passion and love for fashion. I would challenge you to find another workplace — outside of sports or nursing — that has that.” Ahem. His mother must have been a nurse.
At one point, when trying to establish a link between his love for fabrics and his desire to break teeth, Avery assumes the role of Carrie Bradshaw and asks “Was a young woman’s anticipation of a night on the town in her favorite new dress just a different version of a 12-year-old boy watching his favorite player No.16 dominate New Jersey in five games? The world may never know.” Sean you are right. We may never know. But as you continue your magical journey through those labyrinthine halls of the Conde Naste building, and the answer slowly dawns on you, please let us all know. In the meantime we will continue to watch your every move, our collective breath firmly baited.
Posted by KJSportink on Tue Jun 24, 2008 at 10.21 pm
So this is how Avery’s testing the free agency waters. Sean: Take my advice; don’t give up your day job!