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subscribe to style file blog via RSSBlasblog: The Snake Charmers’ Fête
February 12, 2010 4:58 pm
Don’t get me wrong: I love a fashion show, a fashion party, and fashion week overall as much as the next fashion writer. But a change of pace isn’t always a bad idea, especially when the breath of fresh air is the shockingly chic studio and office of William Sofield, the interiors guru I first met when he worked with Tom Ford on his menswear stores. The celebration of his new collection with Baker furniture was not only chic and comfortable (bars for the drinkers and free ciggies for the smokers), but it was pretty novel, too: Sofield released more than 400 monarch butterflies into the crowd and hired a giant parrot and seven-foot-long albino snake to slither around the bedroom. “Can I pet it?” Claire Bernard asked. “Wait, do you even pet snakes?” (My answer to that would be a resounding no, but a few ladies—Tinsley Mortimer among them—got up close and personal.) While the Baker collab was worthwhile, my eyes were drawn to Sofield’s collection of not-for-sale pieces: namely the Nan Goldin pictures from early in her career, a 400-pound goldfish aquarium suspended from the ceiling in the foyer, and a 1920’s Tiffany chandelier that once hung in Grauman’s Chinese Theatre in Los Angeles. “Just a few things I picked up,” Sofield demurred during a tour with the artist Brice Marden, who co-hosted the party. But it was Vogue’s Hamish Bowles who put it best: “When can I claim squatter’s rights in this place? I could move right in.” Hamish, the line forms right behind me.
tags: Brice Marden, Claire Bernard, Hamish Bowles, Tinsley Mortimer, William Sofield
How vulgar.
By louisetulloch on 02/13/10 at 3:04 am