Blasblog: Beatrice, Good And Empty. Huh?
If you heard about the crush at Vladimir Restoin-Roitfeld’s after-party at Indochine, be assured it was no exaggeration. Potted plants were tipped over, drinks were spilled, and strangers became extremely intimate with each other while trying to squeeze from one empty pocket of the room to the next. That’s why Benicio Del Toro started a migration to the Beatrice Inn soon after midnight. Who would believe that place could ever be comfortably and impressively empty? According to the door staff, that was the intent. Selma Blair and Joy Bryant were among the small herd who trekked to the West Village hot spot for some peaceful partying. Perhaps scared of overcrowding again, Del Toro found himself in a sanctioned-off nook near the front of the joint, with a strict guest list policy (just when you thought getting in the place was hard enough). But he had a system set up for people asking to bring in friends. “Are they pretty?” he’d question. Hey, if it’s going to get crowded, there might as well be some eye candy.
about this blog
- editor matthew schneier covers all the news in style, from high street to high fashion, with dispatches from new york, l.a., london, paris, milan, tokyo, beijing, and more