Whispered to me on Fashion Week at 7 am: "More straight guys should get into fashion - they don't know the girls they're missing." Whispered to me last night - on Valentine's Day - at 7 pm: "We're fashion girls, we can't think about dates - let's just start drinking." And so began the Hollywould Lonely Hearts Club party, starring Jose Cuervo, Stella Artois, and about 50 pairs of $500 shoes, all crammed into Holly Dunlap's Soho boutique. As Paul Sevigny played Brown Eyed Girl, various shades of misbehavior dotted the store - there were socialite keg stands, indoor snowball fights, and one memorable moment of stiletto shoplifting. But what I remember is when Men's Vogue's Hud Morgan took a quick glance around, then asked Holly, "Do you think I could meet my wife at this thing?" The whole room laughed, though the girls continued scanning the room - the boys may have been elusive, but the shoes were up for grabs.
Hud Morgan and Holly Dunlap toast to dateless nights.
Fiona Bora mixes MK fur with a Britney hat, perhaps in an ode to Jamie-Lyn.
The famous Hollywould chandelier.
Minutes before stylist Rebecca Guinness did a keg stand, she announced she was moving back to England in 2 weeks to write a book about her horse. We will miss her.
Model Annie Henley gives us the fingers in her new sequined gloves.
Holly Dunlap pumps a keg; her dress was made in Italy with imported French lace.