Blasblog From Moscow: Balmains By The Truckload
One of the questions people ask when they see the hefty price tags for Balmain’s tiny cocktail dresses is who exactly is buying this stuff. Well, I figured out the answer last night: rich Russian ladies. At a dinner for Dasha Zhukova’s museum in Moscow, Julia Restoin-Roitfeld thought she would represent the French label in a sparkly pink metal mesh number. (That’s her in the picture, though you should ignore the iridescent straps on her legs—those were a regretful late-night styling tip from a friend who found a storage of VIP slap bracelets at the after-party.) Too bad two Russian gals had already beat her to the punch: Aizel Trudel, a businesswoman who opened the Louboutin boutique here, showed up in the sparkly green number most recently seen on Jennifer Connelly; and Liza Molchanova, a housewife who wore a jacket often described as the Michael Jackson (think lots of sparkly bits and epaulets). Apparently, in this part of the world, there are whole factions of housewives who are desperate to get their hands on Balmain. “Like crack,” someone put it, which I think is a great analogy. So now that we’ve answered the question about where one finds all the world’s Balmain, it’s time for another one: How do I become a Moscow housewife?
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