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.”
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.