NEW YORK — Leave it to Calvin Klein to land the biggest front-row celebrity of the week, Renée Zellweger, who as an Oscar nominee, has found herself in the sudden position of best, best friend to a number of designers.
This story first appeared in the February 18, 2003 issue of WWD. Subscribe Today.
As she made her way to her seat, Zellweger was warmly greeted by the well-connected social type Anne Grauso, whose husband, Mario, happens to be chief executive officer of Carolina Herrera, who happened to dress Zellweger for the New York premiere of “Chicago.”
Mario also happened to crash Calvin’s show and worked a little charm on the actress. “Renée is in love with my husband,” Anne Grauso confided, before Zellweger turned to dermatologist Patricia Wexler and was overheard thanking her for something or other.
When she got to her seat, after the paparazzi settled down, Zellweger just laughed off the attention, claiming she hadn’t even noticed that fashion designers were paying her any mind. “Who’s wooing me?” she asked, stone-faced (or perhaps that was Wexler’s handiwork.) “You mean by guys? I wish some guys were wooing me! That would be just fine.”
As if on a Valentine’s Day cue, loin-toy Travis Fimmel swooped in beside her and, practicing for his upcoming TV role as “Tarzan” no doubt, nearly wooed her off her feet. Travis continued to woo her all the way downtown to Calvin’s post-show dinner at Théo, where he and Renée were joined by Matt Dillon, Blu Cantrell and Rose McGowan, discussing something for more than half an hour that evidently required them to speak in very close proximity. But after a quick stop off at Bungalow 8, alas, the wooing wasn’t enough for Zellweger to become his Jane, as they then went their separate ways.