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10 posts tagged "Matt Kliegman"

Go Westway, Young Men


Between all the prep work, production, and execution, there’s a lot that goes into a fashion show. So it’s easy to see why after wrapping up their men’s and women’s Fall 2011 collections, the duo behind Rag & Bone were ready to celebrate, and at a former strip club, no less.

“You only have so much control over the process and once everything is set into motion, you just have to go with it,” co-founder Marcus Wainwright said at the Westway last night. “It’s also a relief to be finished and we’re really happy that it turned out the way it did,” Wainwright added on their women’s show earlier in the evening. Put more simply, his partner in design David Neville quipped to well-wishers, “It feels awesome.”

And the crowd certainly felt the celebration mode. The music was pumping, though the stripper poles center stage were bare save for a few bold partying souls. There were, however, plenty of eye-catching ladies at the Matt Kliegman and Carlos Quirarte-owned spot. Notably, Hanne Gaby Odiele (pictured, center), who also walked Rag & Bone’s runway, pointed out, “The week just started and look at me, I’m out. I’m going to regret this tomorrow morning.” Lucky for her pumpkin coach, er taxi, she headed home just before midnight.

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The Jane Hotel Loses A Glass


There was magic in the air at the Jane Hotel last night, as David Blaine and Juergen Teller teamed up to toast the new issue of The Journal. The hosts—and Journal contributors—were joined by Michael Nevin, founder and editor of the Brooklyn-based pub; Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman, who had a hand in planning the event; and Nate Lowman, who was intermittently deejaying. Lowman wasn’t the only art scenester to swing by—Urs Fischer (right, with Teller) popped in, as did Gavin Brown. And model/photographer Christina Kruse showed up, too, fresh off her appearance on the Alexander Wang catwalk on Saturday and just ahead of debuting her new video at the Threeasfour show tonight.

Noting the crowd building around Blaine, Nevin explained that the illusionist does magic almost obsessively. “I’m sure that’s what’s going on,” Nevin said. “I had him and Juergen over for dinner last night, and he was showing us tricks half the time.” Sure enough, Blaine had his pack of cards out and was wowing a circle of party guests with his maneuvers. At one point, he capped off a trick by grabbing a girl’s cocktail, downing it, and then eating the glass. We’re not sure if that counts as magic, but it was something to see. Without watching, exactly. “Is that blood?” the girl asked, aghast. “Probably,” Blaine said, chewing. For his part, Nevin demurred when asked if he knew any magic tricks. “Making magazines,” he deadpanned. “That’s the only one.”

Photo: Marc Dimov / Patrick McMullan

The Secret To The Creative Life? A Diet Rich In (Pumping) Iron


Everyone is in Paris or L.A. right now—except, of course, for everyone who isn’t. And pretty much everyone in the latter category turned up to the Bowery Hotel on Friday night to celebrate the new issue of The Journal. Chloë Sevigny, Chrissie Miller, Nate Lowman, Glenn O’Brien—all still in Manhattan! So are Smile guys Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman, who hosted the fête, and so is Journal founder/editor Michael Nevin (pictured, center, with O’Brien, Gina Nanni, and Mary Nevin), who admits that intercontinental travel would probably put a crimp in his workout routine. “That’s how Terry and I bonded, actually—we both go to the same gym, and we’re both kind of obsessed with it,” Nevin explained at the party, speaking of lensman Terry Richardson, whose work appears in the new issue. “The gym seems like the most un-inspiring place in the world,” Nevin added, “but lately it seems to be the place I get all my inspiration. There’s something about the routine, or working your muscles. It sends fresh blood to brain, I guess.”

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The Bum-rush


Fashion is as much about taking clothes off as putting them on—recall Coco Chanel’s famous diktat to remove one item before leaving the house—and two parties last night paid tribute to stylish undress. They may own The Smile, but Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman opted to rent out the West Side Gentlemen’s Club, on a particularly unpicturesque strip of the West Side Highway, for their Valentine’s Day party. (They co-hosted the fête with nouveau smut mag Jacques and Evisu, where Quirarte is advising the creative director, his friend and former Earnest Sewn compatriot Scott Morrison.) They’d flown in a couple of strippers from Tampa—don’t ask us why that particular metropolis—who performed on the pole for the viewing pleasure of Waris Ahluwalia, Jared Leto, and Mary-Kate Olsen. The music came courtesy of DJs Nate Lowman and Cassie Coane, and the emceeing, courtesy of Justin Theroux, who had a particular knack for shot-calling, it turned out. (“That is some Sarah Lawrence shit!” he boomed during one particularly advanced-studies move.) “I think it was when Justin started announcing ‘Amateur Night’ that things went overboard,” mused Quirarte early this morning, on his way to bed. “But that’s just me.”

Meanwhile, those of a different persuasion were heading to the Chelsea nightclub Rush for Butt magazine’s 28th issue party, hosted by Lorenzo Martone and Keke Okereke. Bring on the go-go boys! Those boys brought boys like Hamish Bowles, Michael Stipe, video artist Kalup Linzy, and Bravo’s Andy Cohen. They were rumored to be luring the week’s prize catch, too: Lady Gaga, who was said to be coming on the arm of Terence Koh. “I’ve been in this city for 20 years hearing rumors that Madonna was going to show up to every other party,” Cohen told us. “Now it’s Gaga’s turn to give the false alarm.” The Lady never showed, but no matter. It was more of a gentlemen’s evening.

Photo: Zach Hyman/Patrick McMullan

The Smile’s Carlos Quirarte And Matt Kliegman Want To Be Your Friend


The neighborhood place took some hits in the boom economy. Destination retail, slicked-out foodie palaces, and secret after-hours addresses all saw their stock rise, over the course of the great derivatives age, as year by year and one by one, the little stumbled-upon joints drew their shutters and slipped noiselessly off the radar. Hip was in. Hot was in. Low-key and friendly were, for a long time, out. But the pendulum is swinging back around: On Wednesday, Carlos Quirarte and Matt Kliegman threw open the doors to The Smile, a restaurant-cum-tattoo parlor-cum-coffee shop-cum-boutique that they conceived, explicitly, as a drop-in stop for locals. The unassuming downstairs space is to be found on Manhattan’s happening Bond Street, and Kliegman and Quirarte’s collaborators are rather happening as well—Melia Marden is the chef at The Smile’s kitchen, which is currently serving lunch, and tattoo man Scott Campbell will be throwing down the ink at the Saved Tattoo outpost soon to open in the basement. And Kliegman and Quirarte boast their own hip-hot cred: Together, they promoted the Halloween bash at the Bowery Hotel, among other soirées, and Quirarte, ex of Earnest Sewn, was the mind behind the popular pop-up events at the label’s Meatpacking District store. But they agree that The Smile isn’t meant to be cool. “What we really want, actually, is for it to be warm,” notes Quirarte. “We want people to feel like they can come here and hang out, be regulars. There aren’t too many places doing that these days.” Well, now there’s one more. Here, Quirarte and Kliegman talk to about putting a friendly face on cool.

To the disinterested observer, a restaurant/coffee shop/boutique/tattoo parlor seems like a rather oddball business to be in. How did you decide on that mix?
Matt Kliegman: Some of it just came out of asking ourselves, how do we get the most out of this space? We knew we didn’t want to do any more nightlife—no bar, in other words—but other than that, things were kind of up for grabs. This is an old building—from the 1830′s—and the original kitchen was there, so it seemed like, OK, a restaurant. And obviously Carlos’ background is retail, and there was this lovely, long brick wall that seemed tailor-made for that. And once we knew this was a place that was going to be open during the daytime, we figured, why not coffee? Why not tea?
Carlos Quirarte: There was a lot of coincidence along the way. Good coincidence—stuff that made it feel like we were doing the right thing. Like, Melia is a close friend and she lives down the block, and it turns out that her dad lived in this exact building in the seventies. And Scott’s a good friend, too, and he happened to mention that he was looking for a space in Manhattan…
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