They say New York is the city that never sleeps for a reason. I took solace in knowing that on any given evening in this town, there’s an open bar somewhere. Last night was a doozy. It was one of those times when, as the party gods would have it, everyone picked the same time to do their thing. Perhaps there are just too many fabulous people in New York doing fabulous things? Case in point: This was a random Tuesday and my schedule included a 7pm dinner celebrating Chloe’s new store and designer Clare Waight Keller in Tribeca, then the launch of a denim line from my good buddy Karlie Kloss in the Village, a 10 year anniversary dinner for those great guys Jack and Lazaro from Proenza Schouler, and finally an after party for Sofia Coppola’s film The Bling Ring.
I’m an ambitious young man, so I tried to do it all. How did I fare? Well, I was the first person to the Chloe dinner. The room was almost empty when I got there, which was good because I didn’t have to wait at the bar for a drink. (Only Diet Coke’s though, to start the evening. The trick is to pace yourself.) I sat with my pal Dree and her boyfriend and we had a giggle, and then it was off to Karlie’s dinner, which was feting her new Forever Karlie jeans line, which is in collaboration with Swedish denim giant Frame. Things were in full swing when I got there, but I was happy to sit down and have some food. (That’s my second tip: You can’t forget to actually eat at these things.) I was sat next to Karlie, so I knew that when I snuck out with Giovanna my seat wouldn’t be empty for long.
We hurried up to Mark Lee’s house for the Proenza Schouler anniversary party. (Mark Lee, the CEO of Barney’s, lives in a penthouse in my favorite building in Chelsea. Every time I go there for a party, I wonder why I didn’t work in retail.) I’ve known Jack and Lazaro for years, and it’s hard to believe their company is 10 years old. But then, it’s also hard to believe they are opening stores, have accessories lines, and built an entire empire for themselves. (So, if the retail didn’t work out, maybe I should have been a designer?) I’m happy for those guys. Good things happen to good people. And finally, we tried to swing by the Bling Ring party at the Jane Hotel, which was hosted by Louis Vuitton and Vanity Fair. But when we got there, I found a Sofia. But it was Sofia Sanchez. Not Coppola. But she was at the bar, which made everything better.