Wife and I went to F.I.G. last night for the Your Element party last night, the one that Sarah told you about. The party featured four very talented artists (I had a favorite, but I’m biased since I consider Bob Poe a friend) and benefited The Fashionistas. How was it? Fierce. For more insights, check out the jump (while the DJ revolved it):
Items of note:
–Tito’s vodka is a really good vodka.
–Caterers make yummy food, but they don’t always make party-accessible food. For instance, please don’t serve a cocktail-sauce-filled shot glass along with the boiled shrimp unless it comes with instructions. Some idiot might think you’re supposed to sip it. Or try to dip shrimp into it. Or look even more out of place than he feels already by trying to balance it on the cheese plate in his hand. I mean, if that was more cocktail sauce, why was the big bowl of cocktail sauce in the middle of the ice trough? Why?
–Tito’s vodka is so good that when the bartender only puts a hint of tonic in your drink, you’ll still drink it.
–Conversation with a similarly-less-than-haute-fashion friend as we scanned the crowd of beautiful people:
HIM: “Everyone here has a look.”
ME: “I noticed that.”
HIM: “I don’t have a look.”
(pause)
HIM: “Does ‘Banana Republic’ count as a look?”
ME: “Let’s hope.”
–Girls who attend fashionable parties either a) don’t look at weather forecasts for the evening or b) look but do not care, as they figure the wait for the valet won’t take long. Bring on the skirts!
–The models looked great: perfect combo of “sexy” and “hungry.”
–Tito’s.
“When a Banana Republic catalog starts to look like the trendy, vacuous pages of Wallpaper, and Club Monaco is indistinguishable from Prada, you know it’s time for high style to move on.”
Guy Trebay, NYTimes, November 18, 2007 quoting Amy Spindler in a NYT article from 1999.
it was just OK. not sure what the big deal was.