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Friday, July 24, 2009

Scent Folder

Celebrity-endorsed designer scents are a dime a dozen, but leave it to Nicolas Ghesquière to add a new twist to the old formula by choosing quirky screen siren Charlotte Gainsbourg as the new face of Balenciaga's soon-to-launch fragrance. The French gamine, who's been buddies with Nicolas for the better part of a decade and who's no stranger to Balenciaga's fashion advertising, can currently be seen mutilating herself into religious ecstasy in Lars von Trier's newest cinematic romp, Antichrist. Clearly, Nicolas isn't going too Hollywood anytime soon. For this very reason, the unlikely location of the fragrance's first fete had an air of mischievous irony: not Paris, but the glitzy Chateau Marmont in Los Angeles, where the designer and muse are shooting the campaign.

Though the door was sealed tighter that a submarine hull, there was no shortage of start sightings, like Robin Wright Penn, glowing post-divorce, and the dude himself, Keanu Reeves. It was an odd assortment of glitterati, which ended up resembling one of those Francesco Vezzoli art installations that mock tinseltown (see Natalie Portman in the fake Greed trailer). Nicolas described the scent as very French and very strong—bien sur! Look for it at a fragrance counter near you in February.

—Franklin Melendez

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Going In Seine

Monday night we skipped the Met Ball and headed straight to the after-parties. This year the après-musée hotspot was the chicest catacomb in town, the Mercer Hotel's underground SubMercer bar, where Rodarte held its fine and raucous post-ball soirée. As the open bar flowed freely, Kirsten Dunst, Brooke Shields, Coco Rocha, Marisa Tomei and Francesco Vezzoli, among other influential and/or genetically gifted guests, danced, drank and caroused late into the night.

We'll remember many exchanges from the Mulleavy sisters' fantastic little fête, but none so much as this nugget from Olivier Theyskens: "The parties tonight are great, but they don't compare to three days ago, when I sat by the Seine on my own and smoked cigarillos. It's my favorite thing in the world. I smoke this brand La Paz—they're cheap but it's what I always buy. And then, I peed into the Seine. It's the best thing I did all week." On that strangely sexy note we left the increasingly steamy basement boîte. Just in time, too, as we barely missed Kiefer Sutherland's crazy headbutting tantrum.

—Suleman Anaya

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