On Top of the World
Carlos Miele's Rooftop Bash and Le Bain's Coming-Out Party
Carlos Miele is sitting pretty in New York, and last night he invited a crowd to come up and share the view. From the rooftop of his Chelsea penthouse, it's not a bad one. Miele has just designed a pair of chiffon scarves to benefit Fashion Targets Breast Cancer, which was the official reason for teaming up with Vogue and the CFDA for a party. It was also the jet-setting Brazilian designer's last night in town for a while, and he'd put more effort than usual into rolling out his Resort collection this year—"always a good excuse," Miele admitted, to uncork some Champagne.
Or, in this case, rum and pineapple juice. With Harley Viera-Newton (who's half-Brazilian herself) serving up tracks by Tom Jobim and Gilberto Gil and a capoeira class serendipitously taking place in the street below, there was enough Ipanema flavor for "the Brazilian mafia" (in the words of Lorenzo Martone, who swung by with Alessandra Ambrosio, Irina Shayk, and Jessica White) to feel quite at home. And with the World Cup going on, this was one fashion party where it was OK to talk about sports. "We're going to be champions," Miele predicted. "I just hope the final is not Brazil and Spain, because I'll be in Mallorca."
Later on, the Standard threw a slightly risqué rooftop bash of its own. Parisian scene-maker extraordinaire André Saraiva and Standard owner André Balazs, who was gamely circulating in the same striped shirt his wait staff was wearing, co-hosted the official unveiling of Le Bain, the hotel's new poolside lounge. As in past nights, a topless contingent (male and female) took over the pool, but the expansive terrace, where groups of revelers sat picnic-style on the Astroturf and at least one couple was canoodling on a giant whoopee cushion, was the place to be. "Very L.A.," Mamie Gummer noted approvingly. Elise Øverland and Terence Koh found themselves getting squeezed by the very busy stairway. "I think we're in the wrong place," Øverland fretted. This night, at least, a lot of her fellow celebrants would have begged to differ.







