The tented setting at last night’s Chanel Art Basel party gave the whole evening a wedding vibe (albeit a very fashionable one)–as did the evening’s soundtrack, which tended towards songs like “Son of a Preacher Man,” “Satisfaction,” and “Shout,” and packed the dance floor. Adriana Lima was there, looking as gorgeous as if she’d just stepped off the Victoria’s Secret runway. So was Naomi Campbell, and Martha Stewart, and Demi Moore–who looked like she was having a really good time getting cozy with Lenny Kravitz and grooving in her seat in the VIP section. At some point she even found a cat to cuddle, which would obviously enhance anyone’s night.
Ah, fashion party food. Anyone who’s ever been to a fashion event, or any fancy holiday party for that matter, knows what we’re talking about here: The bounds of teensy-tiny, too-adorable-to-not-consume h’ors doeuvres that always seem to be hovering just an arm’s length away. Maybe you came right from work and haven’t had time to eat a proper dinner. Maybe that model-slash-cater waiter carrying the deviled quail eggs has been giving you the eyes since you first walked in (or… hasn’t he?). Whatever the reason, there you are. There they are. You have one choice: To eat, or not to eat. So what’ll it be?
The miumiu-london, billed as a “private women’s club” at the historic and newly reopened Café Royal,
is was the It-club in London. It was only open for three short days–and closed for good yesterday, November 29.
We were lucky enough to score an invite.
After 16 years in the biz, Monique Lhuillier opened her first New York flagship on 71st and Madison last night. The designer referred to the boutique as a ‘jewel box’ to highlight her designs, and the gorgeous Waterford chandeliers and grey suede walls certainly did just that. Housed in a 19th century townhouse, the 3000 square foot, two story space actually feels quite intimate thanks to small rooms and nooks throughout.
We caught a quiet moment with Lhuillier, who juggles being a mother and wife with her super successful bridal and mainline collections. And she looks utterly glamorous while she does it.
Yes, the refrain of the evening at last night’s over-the-top Margiela for H&M bash was obviously “What’s that jacket, Margiela?”
For the record, Kanye was wearing Margiela (well, Margiela for H&M anyway) and when we spotted him somewhere around the 7th floor he was all smiles which I take to mean that drunk fashion people (there were many, many well-stocked bars) weren’t shouting his own rap lyrics at him. Good job people!
Last night in Paris Carine Roitfeld threw a ball in Paris and everyone in fashion came (except Cathy Horyn and Hedi Slimane–because, wow, that would’ve been awkward).
We think it’s safe to say that several fashion showers were taken.
When H&M billed the fête for their new Lana del Rey-led campaign as an “exclusive and private performance,” they weren’t kidding. Held at The Wooly in downtown Manhattan, the party and four-song micro set accompanying it was so intimate, we felt a little uncomfortable leaving our balled-up napkins on the end tables.
And after the brief performance, the crowd’s verdict rang loud and clear…