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Blasblog: Celebrating New York In Paris…I Think

October 5, 2009 4:35 pm

There are at least two things I can count on in Paris: various fellow New Yorkers letting loose for fashion month’s last leg, and a late-night dance party at Regine’s. For the past few seasons, I’ve helped friends like Paul Sevigny, MisShapes Leigh Lezark and Geordon Nicol, and Tommy Saleh organize a little fête, appropriately named New York New York, that combines both. Last night was this season’s incarnation. The details are sketchy, but from what I can remember—and from the pictures mysteriously found on my BlackBerry this morning—it was as crazy an affair as in years past.

Holding court in one corner was a European contingent of Margherita Missoni, Tatiana Santo Domingo, Andrea Casiraghi, Vladimir Restoin-Roitfeld, and Lily Donaldson. Michael Stipe took over the booth next to them. And following a feisty entrance, Lindsay Lohan and her assorted entourage took over another. Lohan had in tow Irina Lazareanu, proudly boasting that the model was wearing one of her Emanuel Ungaro designs. “She’s in me!” exclaimed the blonde multi-hyphenate to Giovanna Battaglia, who had stripped down to an almost Lohan-esque look of bra accessorized with a brooch. As for the hazier moments, I do recall helping Katy Perry down from the mirrored table she had been dancing on, as well as Riccardo Tisci, out to celebrate his smash Givenchy show, holding a sexy blonde girl over his head. Someone sent me a YouTube link to a clip of me swinging Elle’s Kate Lanphear around the dance floor like a rag doll. Who knows what may surface in the next few days? But hey, c’est la vie in Paris. Click here to see more photos