Faran said, "Come to NYLON's Chloe party!" So I said, "Yay!" and naturally went looking for an outfit. I stumbled in to Urban Outfitters, (I know, I know, but it's right around the block from work) where I was overwhelmed by Chloe for Opening Ceremony deja vu. There was an entire section that should have had a sign saying, "We wish Chloe Sevigny designed for us!!!" Floral camis hung from the racks, denim vests were layered over the mannequins' outfits, flowy, ruffled skirts laid on tables and chunky black boots covered the ground below. I thought, "Is there anything worse than wearing a rip-off of someone's clothes to their own party?" Nope. I turned on my heels and made something work from my own closet. When I walked into the party and found myself amid a sea of Chloe perfume, I realized I'd mistaken the two Chloes. But at least I know the difference between Chloe for Opening Ceremony and Urban as Chloe.