Donald Robertson has come a long way since he was asked to leave art school.
These days, he’s a fashion-world darling. The artist, who’s also a creative director for Estée Lauder, has teamed up with everyone from J.Crew to Giles Deacon to Carine Roitfeld. He’s been dubbed the “Andy Warhol of Instagram” and counts Beyoncé as a collector of his work.
So it’s no wonder chic New Yorkers cleared their schedules — in the middle of Fashion Week, no less — to celebrate Robertson’s new tome, “Donald: The Book” ($85, Assouline), at Bergdorf Goodman on Monday night.
For the soiree, Robertson decorated the iconic department store’s fourth floor with painted pizza boxes, the artist’s trademark lip prints and pages from his book. The party drew a starry crowd, including Dorinda Medley, Nicky Hilton Rothschild and Iris Apfel.
Still, Robertson hasn’t managed to impress everyone.
“So how about this,” the Toronto native tells The Post at “Donald’s” launch party. “You get a book with your freaking name on it, and you send it home to your mom in Canada, and she says, ‘Well, it’s a shame about the title . . . It’s not a great time to have a book called ‘Donald.’ ”
“Screw you, Ma,” he says, jokingly.
Robertson takes her point, but doesn’t think the coincidence is so bad. Perhaps it will remind people there’s another kind of Donald — “a message of hope.”