

I've always said that Nina is my soulmate: we're both uppity Colombians who went to Boston U, did a semester in Paris and came to New York looking for labels and love. She was absolutely charming to talk to - looking me straight in the eye at 6 feet in stiletto lace-up booties.

The party kicked off at the Greene street outpost of the luxe French malletier and continued at the Bowery Ballroom, where Debbie Harry performed a set of three songs. Oh - did I mention I was standing next to Mr. Jacobs and his boyfriend, who were all smiles and laughter as they sang along to Ms. Harry's set? I love down-to-earth fashionistas!
Downtown grunge converged deliciously with haute couture at this event where the Veuve Clicquot was abundant and complimentary taxis shuttled partygoers from the boutique to the after-party.
I'd say my 09 is off to a fabulous start. Do you think Nina will call me?
More pix below:

I kid you not, this is a real, breathing (I think), human being.

The video installation at Bowery Ballroom.

The view from the VIP-section...where else would I be at, yo?

Models made the rounds at the party with nifty digital cameras hooked up to HP printers that created branded polaroids.

Sprouse signature rose.

Debbie Harry performance.


Entrance to Bowery Ballroom.
And with the keys to the party, London's loss and New York City's gain, Viet N'Guyen.


4 comments:
Ah, so this is what you blew me off for.
Acceptable.
And I thought my sharing the step-and-repeat with Lohan at the Diesel Party last year was hot shit...
...LV def wins. We will discuss this at powergay brunch tomorrow.
I didn't know Nina is Colombian...that's awesome
I don't need to move up to NYC I can just live vicariously through you :)
I love that you and Nina have so much in common.
Yours Truly,
Matts Little Sister
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