Actually, Coco Chanel’s phlegm could probably burn its way to China; if contained, it could have brought about an end to World War II, but as everyone knows, Chanel cannot be contained.

From Gawker Stalker:

As a Chelsea gay in training, I was on my way to the David Barton Gym this morning at 10:30. On 23rd St between 7th and 8th Ave. Narciso Rodriguez steps out of a cab in this year’s summer gay uniform, tight t-shirt and shin-length short pants. Upon closing the cab door, he quickly precedes to spit a luggie onto the sidewalk. There was no shame on his part. This comes from a man that charges $2,000.00 for a cotton dress. I guess money and fame can’t develop class.