20 posts tagged "Harley Viera Newton"
In the wake of the devastating earthquake in Haiti, the digital generation has risen to do its part: The Red Cross’ donation-by-text-message program has so far raised $10 million for disaster relief, much of it thanks to the tireless efforts of the Twitterverse to raise awareness. (That oughta shut up the anti-tweet camp for a minute or two.) We’re all for a little digital philanthropy, but if you’re in New York and want to do a little good in the flesh, here’s a fashion-friendly event you’ll want to check out.
This Sunday, January 17, GrandLife joins forces with Style.com’s Eleanor Banco, Teen Vogue‘s Mary Kate Steinmiller, downtown DJs Harley & Cassie, the MisShapes, and Sophomore’s Chrissie Miller (and even a few others, but we ran out of breath!) for a Port-au-Prince relief party at the Soho Grand. A $20 admission—100 percent of it donated to the Red Cross—gets you open bar from 6 to 8 p.m. and dancing till 10.
We’ll keep you posted on this and other relief events, and of course we’ll tweet the info, too. As should go without saying at this point: Retweet away.
I’ll admit it: I did feel just a little bad about being so unpatriotic last week. You see, while my fellow Americans gorged on turkey, I hopped over to England, that island from which we separated so long ago, on the very holiday that celebrates the colonists’ famous feast on these fine shores. But nothing like a party to lift the spirits, right? And when Jade Jagger led me to the back garden of her new shop on All Saints Road and put a drink in my hand, all my visions of cranberry sauce melted away. Partygoers were treated to a tour of the store, a nip out back, and then a taste of some more local color. “Let’s go to the Pelican Pub,” Jagger said, referring to the alehouse next door. “It’s typically filled with a few misfits, but now that we’ve taken it over, the whole place will be misfits.” She wasn’t kidding. It was an attractive group of girls dressed in their hobo best and men in the tightest pants I had ever seen. I only barely escaped to go to—get this!—Chinawhite. The famous London club has been up and down over the years, and when I was a student living abroad, it was the sort of place that only chavs, tourists, and rich guys trying to impress girls would go to. Believe me when I say it took a lot of convincing from the evening’s DJs, Harley Viera-Newton and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, to get me to return. But apparently, Chinawhite has moved locations, been renovated, and is back on the upswing. Take it from native Brit Rosie, who could supplement her catwalk pay with a gig for London’s tourist board: “You can trust me. I only go to the classiest places.”
Photo: Derek Blasberg
It’s an interesting question to ponder: What happens to Paris’ fashion week hot spots when, er, it’s not fashion week? Well, as someone explained to me last night, they lose a little panache. According to one Frenchie, last week Le Baron, one of the most frequented stops on the fashion week circuit, was making popcorn for teen mixers. Well, last night, the coolest kids in Paris were packed into the place, including Tatiana Santo Domingo, Richard Nicoll, Leigh Lezark, Cassie Coane, and Harley Viera-Newton. One person was notably absent, at least for the first part of the evening. “Where’s Nicolas?” asked Hidetoshi Nakata, in reference to Nicolas Ghesquière, who was supposed to be hosting the Balenciaga after-party at the temporary hot spot. As coincidence would have it, he showed up just as Lindsay Lohan was leaving. But don’t worry: Something tells me that she (and I) will back here soon.
Watch out Nate Lowman, Leo Fitzpatrick, Benjamin Cho, and all the other art world cool kids who dabble in the world of hot-spot deejaying. Last night at Lit, two females (both familiar with the fine arts) edged onto their turf. Artist Aurel Schmidt and Jen Brill did a duet guest session with the regular Wednesday night girls Harley Viera Newton and Cassie Coane. The new team brought with them an impressive crowd that spanned all stripes of Manhattan folk: Stella Schnabel, Chrissie Miller, Theodora Richards, Jessica Stam, Josephine de la Baume, Shoshanna Gruss, Ali Wise, Charlotte Ronson, Andres Santo Domingo, and Diego Garcia. How did they enjoy the gig? “It’s hard work,” Schmidt said. “I would be so excited to play my favorite song, but then I would look out and everyone would quit dancing.” (She makes a completely valid point. For a crowd that prides itself, perhaps too much, on being the epitome of downtown cool, there was far too much bejeweled fist-punching to Beyoncé’s Single Ladies to be fully deemed street cred.) So perhaps the world of professional deejaying isn’t in Brill and Schmidt’s future? That seems fine with Brill, who, when asked if she had picked a name yet (I had suggested DJ Brillstein or DJ Jimmy Jen-Jen), winced. “Please refer to us as Jen and Aurel,” she said. “Or if you want to get really crazy, Aurel and Jen.”
When I bumped into Alice Dellal on Thursday night at the Last Magazine party at Milk Studios, I had just one question for her: How does she get through security with all those studs on her leather vest? “Oh, they know better than to ask me to take it off,” Dellal, beer in one hand and vodka in the other, told me. “I think they’re intimidated by me.” While her shaved head, nose ring, torn panty hose, and general I’m-with-Satan attitude could shake even the most hardened airport security worker, she was only teasing (I think). But since she is in that vest so often, it brought up another question: What does this BrIt girl do for fun when she’s in the Big Apple? It can’t be shopping when she wears the same thing everyday. Does she just sit around trimming the closely shorn part of her scalp and tightening the screws and safety pins on her waistcoat? “Nah, I have loads of friends here. And I can always find some trouble.” One of her friends is the model, DJ, and sometimes Vogue girl Harley Viera Newton, who has a Wednesday night DJ residency at Lit with co-spinner Cassie Coane. “I’ve stayed with Harley before,” Dellal said. “But now I’m staying at the Gramercy Park. Fancy, eh?” I can happily report that under the rabble-rousing and the buzz cut is a sweet and super-stylish young lass; she’s at the Gramercy ’cause her mother is staying there, and she’s not above the mainstream fashion function. When she left the Last Magazine party she was headed to the Zac Posen after-party. She’s got so much street cred she’s apparently not worried about keeping her street cred.
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