

Suffice it to say, most women present had labored longer over the decision. “I was in Boston last night, went to a store, picked out a tux.” How did he get ready for a night like this? “So far, so good,” he said of his first Met Gala. Here you may come upon Alex Rodriguez, the Yankee slugger, peering a bit uncertainly into a case of silicone formal wear. Tux-clad and bow-tied, they mostly chatted among themselves - as Paul Rudd did, with Bobby Cannavale and Aziz Ansari - or wander, looking slightly lost. Men come to the Met, too, of course, but they rarely get the attention their better halves do. There they all were, wandering the corridors of the “Manus x Machina” exhibition or sipping Champagne in the Carroll and Milton Petrie European Sculpture Court: a motley crew of actresses (Naomi Watts and Michelle Williams, Uma Thurman and Nicole Kidman), musicians (Taylor Swift, Nicki Minaj and Zayn Malik), sports stars (Maria Sharapova, Derek Jeter and Caroline Wozniacki) and tech gurus (Tim Cook and Jony Ive of Apple, a sponsor of the exhibition).

The initial quiet was soon superseded by a dull roar. “It gives you some sort of permission because you got in the front door.” “It’s fun for meeting the five people you’ve always wanted to meet in your life,” said Marcus Wainwright, a co-founder of Rag & Bone and a veteran of many years at the Met. (Anna Wintour, Vogue’s editor in chief, keeps a close eye on the guest list.) This year, a spokeswoman for the museum said, the event raised a record $13.5 million. The ticket price is blue-chip ($30,000 each this year), and the crowd is, famously, famous. At the Met Gala, everyone feels like a spy, or at least an interloper.
