Last night, despite tornadoes and sheer exhaustion, I zipped uptown to the Hudson Hotel and then over to the meatpacking district for New York Fashion Week's final parties.
First of all, I don't understand places like the Hudson Hotel and Tribeca Grand. Do people actually, like, check into rooms and sleep there? With loud, crazy parties going on all over the hotel every night, who would want to? Just curious. We started the night at the Hudson's Library for a party that had something to do with W, as there were copies of the October issue scattered about tables and fireplace mantles. The crowd was international, leather-clad, and kind of rude.
After that, we stopped by the L.A.M.B. after party in a gallery on West 13th. It was really cool, and not just because Kanye was mingling with Marc Jacobs. "Icons Revisited," a clearly Warhol and Banksy-inspired show by street artist Mr. Brainwash, was on display throughout the venue (see pics below), and the whole party had a really fun, casual vibe that was refreshing after so many stuffy, crowded, dark clubs. I felt like I could have been at some Bushwick loft party...that Marc Jacobs and Kanye West were at.
After that, we walked down a couple of blocks to a not-yet-open-to-the-public club called Tzigan for Dom Perignon's New York Fashion Week closing party with a tribute to Andy Warhol. The only other time I've had Dom was when my roommate's dad sent her a bottle for her birthday and we had just moved into our apartment and didn't have any glasses, but were so excited that we drank the entire bottle out of plastic cups from the 99 cent store. This party was a very different experience, as in there were candles, rare Andy Warhol portraits, a Brillo pad installation and Courtney Love. Unfortunately, I could only take a couple of sips as I was already pretty champagned-out at that point and had been dog tired since, well, Monday.
It's been real, NYFW! See you in February. Cheers!