We’re Glad We Missed It : Purple Magazine Party
Make-up artist Feride Uslu has way too much going on.
The shirt, the leggings, the shoes? Someone walked out of the house blindfolded this morning. Plus, aren’t we all over the plaid shirt?
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Purple Magazine is definitely one of my monthly must reads. Olivier Zahm‘s unique eye on fashion is one to be envied. Of course, I can’t say the same for his parties which are a who’s who of douchedom (okay so most are probably not douches, I just rarely get a chance to use that word). Filled with the type of elitist you’d be happier to run over with a NYC cab than have a drink with, the crowd is always a bit more avant garde (also see, so well dressed it actually starts looking like they are badly dressed) than necessary.
Check out the photos from his last Paris fiesta and thank the lord you missed it. A crowd full of underfed fashionphiliacs and lousy technomusik, yeah, I’ll skip it.
Jeremy Scott hugs (contracts herpes from) Olivier Zahm. (also, Who the FUCK is Pablo Olea?!?)
Stylist Pauline Jacquard looks like a total sweetheart and her flea market chic look is the bee’s knees.
(What? I can’t trash everyone.)
Lou Doillon. The love child of Cory Kennedy and Hillary Swank
Henry Holland looks like the bastard son of Jim Carrey as the Riddler and Matt Lesko…
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