Even more mysterious is Anand Jon, who has devolved from celebrity designer to instant has-been, a wunderkind seemingly more driven by the need to party and recycle his reputation than to create. Courtney S claimed Jon had his assistants spend hours removing the labels from Kenneth Cole shirts and replacing them with his own tags — a statement his lawyers persuaded Judge Wesley to strike from the record. Courtney, who became an unpaid intern for Jon, described a repetitious grind in which his female assistants “showed the same clothes over and over — ones from 1999 or 2000.”
At his most innocent, Jon appears to be a man obsessed by a need for celebrity, a hedonist to whom life seems to follow the dream logic of pornography — a drowsy, pajama-ready narrative in which opaque young women, with the help of a little limelight or alcohol, submit to male bedroom fantasies.
"I am my own god," Anand Jon allegedly told one witness