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GOLD WALLS AND TEN YEAR OLDS

so the paco rabanne party at jeffrey was quite cute. gold lame everywhere and lots of people with headsets running around. but, i must query, why does no one dance at fashion parties? just that eternal trolling around LOOKING. but we had fun, lora, tracy, walleed (you know I am spelling that wrong) derek and jason. martin, my main man at jeffrey was there, we talked house music for a bit before i jetted to raf simons show at the marquis. which was, well, full of underage boys. ok i am sure they weren't really 10, but they all looked like it. i wanted to take them all back to kansas or wherever they came from, feed them nice big meals and tell them to stay put, but for some reason everyone else thought the skinny abused boy look was nothing to flinch an eye at. j said the full collection which they showed in london was better, and j knows about all these things so lets go on faith there, as oversized shaker knit sweaters over scuba pants wasn't doing it exactly for me. all i have to say is thank goodness we were in the VIP section because it was CROWDED. while we were there we ran into rachel comey, fabulous designer herself. her show saturday nite was a big, big hit. and d'angelo, makeup artist extraordinaire, who always invites me to his exclusive beauty brunches where we sit in awe of his knowledge and put 100 different lip glosses all over our faces!