So I landed at JFK early from the red eye, went home for a power nap, had a late lunch at Cipriani's (the one in Grand Central Station) and headed over to the New York Yacht Club for Chris Benz's fashion presentation.
Now, as I have tried to convey in this blog, Fashion Week is a lot of fun, but then, amidst the multitude of events, you stumble into the one that is really very cool! The Yacht Club is, in my opinion, one of the best building in NYC, and Chris's presentation was in its best room... you know, the one with the miniature boats and the wooden walls and the mosaic glass mirrors on the ceiling? That one. Now, pack it up with slick socials, cool fashion people and gorgeous models, add a soundtrack straight from the 1920s, stud it with girls wearing Benz's colorful and elegant creations and top it off with Chris, the cherry on top, in a panama hat and a bow tie. It was fun and original and true to Chris' inspiration -- a modern take on a bygone era.
The next stop was the Vogue event at the rooftop of the Gramercy Park Hotel where we were greeted by an army of models and cute PR girls, whisked into the elevators and immersed in the perfectly crowded roof top space. I said hello to Holly Doran, Meredith Melling Burke, Zani Gugelman, some of my favorite party photographers and some new faces. Many were hyped to head over to Marc Jacobs, John Varvatos and Marc Bouwer, but we decided to have a quieter evening, despite the chug-a-lot competition of Mosquito, a lethal drink of vodka, passion fruit, mint, sugar and a not-really-identified liquor.
OK, I said quieter not quiet. After Vogue, we headed to dinner at the ever fabulous home of Ann Dexter-Jones. Evenings at her home are always like Christmas -- you see friends that you love, you meet people that become friends that you love, the house is welcoming and Ann... well Ann is just Ann: the best. We spent some time with Greg Calejo, Scott Currie, Vannessa von Bismarck, Mike and Marcy Warren, and many other cool New Yorkers. It was the perfect way to recover from the ever-traumatizing experience of last weekend in L.A. I am pulling the plug now, and going to sleep. Tomorrow I am heading to Princess Pants... I mean Stacey Bendet's for the Alice+Olivia presentation. See you there!