Becks, Editor, Wife, Future Hand Model waxes her knuckles to prepare for a job. We filmed it. Hilarity Ensues.

Check out Becks new hair color!!! It’s a little bit of a sandy, blondie, goldeny thing.

She got some care from the geniuses at Warren Tricomi and she truly covets it.

What do you think?

Last Thursday, Becks and I were invited to attend the Quinceanera for El Museo del Barrio at Cipriani. The night was filled with a who’s who of hispanical designers and tastemakers, the creme de la creme of latinoness. I was in heaven.

When we first received the invite to the attend THE hispanic philanthropic event of the season, I was livid. The thought of being in the same room as some of the most well known spanish designers had my head spinning. We prepped days before, getting ready for the black tie event. Becks picked up a full length, navel revealing dress that made her look red carpet ready. I polished me shoesies and donned a black suit and gunmetal tie. The event called for full length gloves and a tiara, keeping in line with the Quinceanera theme, which we couldn’t seem to find anywhere.

Unsure as to what role press has at black tie events such as this, we were a bit confused when we spotted dozens of tables prepared for dinner. We quickly learned that our press invite was limited to cocktails. We downed a couple Cuba Libres and after the room started getting fuzzy we began critiquing guests. One woman wore a horrendous orange poopsicle dress, which made her stand out like a sore anus. Another dude thought it would be cute to put on one of the tiaras that were being passed around by white jacketed wait staff. It wasn’t.

Maria Cornejo with Narcisco Rodriquez

Becks pointed our Maria Cornejo, who she had worked with during her past fashion week show at her soon to be opened retail shop in NoHo. Maria was rocking one of her classic designs and was chatting away with Narcisco Rodriquez. I spotted Simon Doonan in some ridiculous get up which included a shirt with tiny bugs on it. He said something about how when he’s in Latin countries he’s attacked by bugs hence the shirt. It was only funny to the tiny queen.

Isabel and Ruben Toledo on the dancefloor.

Guests were being seated for dinner so we decided to sneak out and get some of our own grub. We headed to Havana Central (being in the Latin mood) and Becks downed two plates of platanos in record speed. A live band played classic samba as we rocked back and forth.

After, we decided to head back to Cipriani to enjoy the third part of the night, the live band. We snuck back into the party and hit the dance floor. We finished the night salsa and merengieing with Isabel and Ruben Toledo (who I had to Wiki to get who they were), upon which hearing my very hispanical parents deemed me the second coming of Christ.  More photos below.

Dance bitches!!!

The dude with the tiara on.

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