Bipolar Spice?

Last night was the first time I've seen Victoria Beckham in person since I discovered where the bad seats at the Staples Center are during the Spice Girls 2007 reunion tour (hint: everywhere!), and I can't quite tell if she's a robot or suffers from split personality disorder.  In conversation with Fern Mallis as part of the 92Y's Fashion Icons series, she was all smiles (really!), and self deprecation, with a wicked sense of humor, like someone plugged her in and turned the personality switch on.*  But arriving for and leaving the event, bitch couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge the crowd, scowling like someone stole her Birkin bag or told her she had to eat something other than ice chips with a wedge of lemon.  I didn't expect her to sign autographs or take photos with fans, but she could have at least busted out one of her usual seductive corpse poses.  Spice up your fucking life bitch!

 * The 92Y does not allow picture taking during events, under strict penalty of an usher shaking a flashlight at you until you put your camera down in shame, which is why there are no photos inside the event.