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Last
night The Young Fellows of The Frick Collection partnered
with Carolina Herrera to host a benefit entitled “Men’s
Club.” 10:30 PM. Photo: JH.
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I went to
my last fashion show of the season on Wednesday night at the Bryant
Park tents: Jennifer Nicholson. Scheduled for nine o’clock,
when I arrived at 9:35 it had not begun. Which is what I figured
and why I was “late.” Most of these shows are late
in starting. Although Oscar de la Renta’s show on Monday
afternoon started almost on time and was over in fifteen minutes.
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the Jennifer Nicholson show
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Ms. Nicholson’s
show (this is her second season at the tents in New York) was held
in one of
the smaller tents
– and was packed to the rafters. Nicholson, who has had a
retail business in Los Angeles (in Santa Monica) for some time
now, has
a style all her own, and one which I would describe as very L.A.,
kinda cozy glitz, lotsa flesh, lotsa bright intense colors (a fondness
for the mauves and kelly greens this season), faux fur in colors
to match the garments, micro-miniskirts and plunging necklines.
As a matter of fact, her last number was a long dress that forewent
the neckline entirely so that the tall and statuesque blonde model
was entirely barechested. Coincidentally or not, the music stopped
just as she started down the runway, and except for the click/clack
of the photographers’ cameras, you coulda heard a pin drop
(or a gasp gasp). Just dead silence. Whaaaaa???? Then whoops and
laughter and huge applause.
After the show, Lauren Bush, Amanda Hearst, Tinsley Mortimer,
Elisabeth Kieselstein-Cord and Couri Hay gave a supper for a few score of
the Nicholson fans at Sette on 7th Avenue and 21st Street. Everyone
was greeted at the entrance by the presence of the very blonde
and otherwise soigne Lady Bunny doing DJ and flutes of Champagne
Veuve Cliquot doing the rest.
And then, after that, there was an After Party next door at Viscaya.
The invitation read: “After Party Will Continue Through The
Secret Door At ...” and “Dressed To Be Photographed” which
means I don’t know what but I do know if you were dressed
in a Jennifer Nicholson, you woulda been photographed. |
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Jesse
della Femina and Judy Licht
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Lady
Bunny
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Dayssi
Olarte de Kanavos
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Frank
Cilione and Shamin Abas
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Fabian
Basabe, Elisabeth Kieselstein-Cord, and Hampton Carney
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Jennifer
Nicholson and Warren Hode
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International
concert pianist Marina Arsenijevic and Dr. Donald Bronn
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Rufus
Wainwright and Ingrid Cesares
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Anita
Sarko
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Muffie
Potter Aston, Grace Hightower, Somers Farkas, and Elizabeth
Loomis
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Jennifer
Nicholson and Ivanka Trump
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Cornelia
Guest with the duPont twins
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Tinsley
Mortimer, Elisabeth Kieselstein-Cord, and Amanda Hearst
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Miramax
Films and the now folkloric Noo Yawker Harvey Weinstein gave
a lunch for director Denys Arcand and his
award-winning film The
Barbarian Invasions yesterday at Michael’s on
24 West 55th Street in the garden room. The picture has won
or been nominated for Best Foreign Film just about everywhere
including the National Board of Review 2004 winner. I was
seated next to Arlene Dahl who had just seen it with her
husband Marc Rosen. They loved it so much they practically
ran through the story recounting scene-by-scene. I think
I’m going to like it too. The “Barbarians” in
the title has another contemporary meaning which I was not
aware of and which I will not divulge in case you haven’t
seen the picture.
At cocktails before we sat down, I spoke to Mr. Arcand and took his picture.
He was so modest and pleasant, I felt compelled to ask him if he were really
the director of this highly praised work. Indeed, he was. He lives in Quebec
and was very happy to be here in New York for a few days. And of course very
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Denys
Arcand
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Irene
Schwartz and Rita Gam
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Felicia
Taylor
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There
must have been fifty or sixty at lunch including Donna
and Dan Aykroyd, Bob Balaban, Peter Dinklage, Felicia Taylor,
Debbie
Bancroft, Dr. Bob Arnot, Henrik (Rick) Hertzberg,
Jim Hoge, Rita Gam, Irene Schwartz, Felicia Taylor, Joel Grey,
Dayle Haddon,
Lorne Michaels, Abigail Pogrebin, James Toback, Mr. Weinstein,
the mogul himself, Christopher Porterfield, Annette Insdorf,
David Kuhn, Shirley Lord, Joan Micklin Silver, A.M. Homes, Naomi
Wolf and Alexandra Wolfe who writes for the New
York Observer and Peggy Siegal who put it all together.
Dan Aykroyd got up and gave a short speech about the guest of honor, from one
Canadian to another. It was one of those Aykroydal moments when you’re
half expecting to break into bellylaughs although actually he kept it pretty
serious. He’s just a funny man, a funny presence and so even when he gets
slightly stentorian you can’t help enjoying every word. |
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