Here’s one for the books. According to the New York Post, an employee of the Marc Jacobs store in SoHo was sent a package containing the white devil itself, cocaine. But this employee might be the one person in fashion who has never seen the stuff, as she thought it was anthrax and called the FBI. Once it was discovered that the package was just a giant box of blow and not an attempted terrorist attack, the girl was taken in for questioning by police. But it seems the whole thing was a simple misunderstanding (We get random, unordered packages of crystal meth all the time. Soo weird). Best part of all, the shipment originated in Cali. Why does that not surprise us?

But this story doesn’t feel that outer limits: We were once regaled a possible tall tale about a PR powerhouse who, purportedly, hooked up Marc’s party whenever he came to L.A. in the early 90s.

It would suck to be that poor, scapegoated salesgirl right about now. It would suck even more to be the person who used her name to buy drugs and is now out some cash.

Photo: Marc, left, and a friend are more stirring than any D.A.R.E. commercial could ever be.