Schumer told Stern that the whole thing isn't for her, which, reasonable, but made it reeeeeally clear.
I left, not the second I could; I left earlier than I should have been allowed. I got to meet Beyoncé, and she was like, 'Is this your first Met Gala?' and I was like, 'It's my last.' I should be grateful I was invited or something, but it felt like a punishment. It's not me
"PUNISHMENTS!!!!!!!" Anna Wintour, handing you random silverware as you walk up those mountainous library steps.
We're dressed up like a bunch of fucking assholes and I have no interest in fashion. I like the idea of coming up with a way to dress that's more comfortable, that looks cool, that sounds good to me. But other than that, I don't care.
It might be hard for some people to conceive how getting a custom-made dress by one of the most genius designers of this era, and going to a beautiful party in held in vast and ceaseless corridors of a world-famous museum, could be viewed as punishment.
But if I had to bear witness to Taylor Swift and Tom Hiddleston's Danse Macabre, I'd bolt, too.