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2010 February 1

Christian and Cameron's Louboutins

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Naomi Campbell
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(PARIS) I am about to board my flight back to Los Angeles, following a week of the fledgling haute couture tradition, which seems to be an excuse to party and sell major fashion.

The annual closing event of couture is the SidAction gala, which I managed to conquer in my exhausted state. Everyone seemed to be there for the cocktail party and seated dinner. I was especially happy to catch up with one of my favorite designers, Rick Owens, and his wife. Michelle Lamy, with whom I have many happy memories of hanging out in L.A. at Les Deux Cafe in the late ‘90s. Peter Copping and Utah-born model on the rise Hannah Holman looked fantastic in Copping's Nina Ricci putty lace cocktail dress. Naomi Campbell and L'Wren Scott chatted to my left while Pierre Hardy and Daniel Ragone spoke of weekend travels--all the while Peter Marino and I realized we shared a mutual friend from the vintage couture world. Also working the room were Becca Cason Thrash, Lou Doillon, Margherita Missoni, Catherine Baba and Julie Gilhart. Gabriella Cortese, the founder of Antik Batik, looked sexy in a petrol blue sparkled wrap dress with the right hippy-chic vibe her brand has done so well for over 17 years.

It was great to finally meet Phoebe Philo, who not only is designing a fantastic and super-wearable collection for Celine, but she is also genuinely beautiful and has the best manners in fashion. Christian Louboutin and I took pictures of our similar black silver spike shoes he designed--they're an apparent airport "no-no" since he told me the TSA has tried to confiscate his!

As the clock struck midnight, I noticed the fashion boys in skinny sparking leggings and droopy tees heading to late-night dancing at Club Sandwich. In a bid to escape before turning into a pumpkin, I hitched a ride home with Robert Forrest, who also kindly dropped off Georgina Brandolini and my date, Natasha Fraser-Cavassoni, on the way. We tried to fit Ozwald Boateng in the car, too, but there was only room for one 6'3" tuxed man--I grabbed that seat. Au revoir!
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