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Blasblog From Paris: Every Sandwich Is A Good One


When Club Sandwich, the Paris-based fashion party, announced that it was changing its successful single-night schedule to a full-on week, there was worry that some of the party’s trademark exuberance would diminish. (Because, honestly, who has the time to put that much effort into their look every single night of the week?) So last night—the sixth thumping one in a row—I decided to check out the revelers’ endurance. And wouldn’t you know it? Just as glam as it’s been all week. Riccardo Tisci was holding court at one table while artist Francesco Vezzoli commandeered another. As I left, hairstylist-to-the-stars Ken Paves was just rolling in. “We were not worried about it being fun every single night,” organizer Marc Zaffuto told me. “There are enough people that want to have fun and get dressed up in Paris that we were sure it would make it.” And he hinted that tonight—the seventh and final party—would blow all previous evenings’ escapades out of the water. “You’ll have to come and see for yourself,” he said when we asked him to divulge. “But it will be out of this world.”

Photo: Sherly Rabbani and Josephine Solimene

Blasblog From Paris: The Sandwich Stays Fresh (And Charitable)


What better way to start and end the Paris couture than a big Club Sandwich. I am of course referring to the now legendary Paris fashion party that Emmanuel d’Orazio and Marc Zaffuto started in 2005. (I haven’t had a good club sandwich in France for years. The bacon just ain’t crunchy enough.) Last Sunday night le tout Paris was at Club Neo for the fête, including the original DJs Burberry PR director Alex Malgouyres and accessories designer Erik Halley; the fashion desk of every newspaper; a handful of sweaty trannies; and even a sequined Lily Allen with Kim Jones. (That’s Casey Spooner pictured here with other revelers.) According to Zaffuto, it was just another night in the office. (Ask him about the time last season when Demi Moore, with Ashton and daughters in tow, helped distract some moody policemen called to break up the party, then at Maxim’s.) Expect more overdressed glamour at Club Sandwich’s official after-party for the Carla Bruni-hosted Sidaction Ball tonight here in Paris. “The night of the Sidaction is very important to us,” d’Orazio explains. “We’re very happy they asked us to host this party for them. And all of the night’s proceeds will go to the Sidaction.” So expect the typical looks—which d’Orazio decrees should be “colorful, sexy, and energetic,” adding that boys can show up in tuxedos or high heels or “horny shorts,” which I assume are the French equivalent to Daisy Dukes—and the typical drama. Oh, that reminds me of another story: when Dita von Teese showed up in man drag. But you’ll have to ask Zaffuto for more on that one.

Photo: Derek Blasberg

paris fashion week: skipping the predictable in favor of club sandwich


With so many parties on last night, how was a girl to choose? Did she attend Karl Lagerfeld‘s Fendi party for Dita Von Teese, where there would no doubt be heavy hitters sipping Champagne in civilized style; Maria Luisa’s party at the Chacha club for an East London vibe; Colette’s “party of the week” at Regine’s (the shop has so many parties that it’s important to know which one is going to be the one); or the Tranoï Eurotrash celebration taking place at Showcase? Or did she blow them all off and head to Club Sandwich’s Parfum de la Nuit at Maxim’s? If she were feeling diligent, she’d head to any of the branded events. But if she were feeling fun, she’d head to Maxim’s. Why? Because the monthly Club Sandwich night has become synonymous with Parisian frivolity—and because, frankly, everyone was talking about it as the secret party of the week. On arrival it was clear that the rumors were true. The transvestites out in force provided entertainment in the form of impromptu private drag shows on the dance floor, Champagne flowed in decadent style, and the electro-pop tunes kept everyone upbeat. And if you were looking for big names, Stefano Pilati and Riccardo Tisci kept the party going almost until the very end.

Blasblog: not the type of sandwich we were expecting


It’s not easy to move a party from one city to another. One has to deal with the ambiance, the people, the venue—and traditionally what works in, say, Paris, will not work in a completely different city like New York. Unless, that is, it’s a party like Club Sandwich, which has been a consistently fashion-filled dance night that’s been adding a little color to the Paris scene for almost a year now. James Gardner, of the digital solutions group CreateThe, asked his French pals to move the event over to 14th Street’s members-only nightclub Norwood House for fashion week. “I always break out a look,” Andre J., wearing a T-shirt minidress and working a dark strawberry-blond weave and a beard, said from the dance floor. “But for this party, I knew it had to be extra-fierce.” One of the DJs, Burberry’s PR director Alex Malgouyres, himself a Paris transplant who has flown home for the occasional DJ gig at Club Sandwich, made sure the night would be special. “This is the best party New York has had in years!” he cried from behind the decks, which was a rumor that traveled fast in Lower Manhattan. As I left the club around 2 a.m., Rosario Dawson was just pulling up. Although she was at first given some initial hassle at the door, it seemed that someone there had seen Rent (quelle surprise!) and quickly escorted her in.

Photo: Marcel Thomas/FilmMagic