Saturday night's party for the new Javier Peres-curated exhibition of sculptures by Mike Kelley, Terence Koh, and Jeff Koons at Mary Boone got off to a shaky start. Half an hour into the opening, less than a dozen people had breezed through, and those were just passersby. But any worries that the tanking economy has cast a permanent pall over the art market—or at least the art party scene—were put to rest when Koh stepped out of a giant SUV in a fur hoodie 45 minutes after the party was scheduled to wrap up. For the next several hours, chic-sters like Jack McCollough, Lazaro Hernandez, Jen Brill, Yvonne Force Villareal, and Hope Atherton tardily paid their respects, as Koh stood proudly by his installation, a 25-foot-long urinal. Reluctantly removing his furry layers as he started to overheat, Koh told us: "When I go out on the street I usually wear Muji 'cause I don't like to stand out from the crowd. But at parties, sometimes it's nice to dress up for the photographers 'cause you want to make a pretty picture. It's very important that you look great for a photographer 'cause that's how history remembers you, after the written word." When it comes to remembering the photos from Saturday night, Koh's urinal will certainly come in handy.

— Derek Blasberg