(Margherita Missoni and Wes Anderson. Article after the break. URL.)
“It’s not Gone With the Wind,” said Daphne Guinness at the unveiling of her directorial debut, The Phenomenology of Body, at the Hôtel de Crillon. The four-minute film, which examines the style choices of independent-minded women like Joan of Arc and Marie Antoinette, may not be Scarlett and Rhett material, but it earned rave reviews from the fashion muse’s many admirers. “She’s fantastic with film. Let’s get her a script and a feature next,” enthused Lady Amanda Harlech at Kaviar Kaspia, where the crowd, including Wes Anderson, Margherita Missoni, and L’Wren Scott, gathered for a post-screening dinner. For his part, André Leon Talley finds Guinness to be fantastic, period. “Look at her!” the editor said from his banquette perch. “She is completely unique and utterly fabulous. [It] doesn’t get more modern than this one.”
Of course, Guinness’ wasn’t the only bash on this balmy Paris night. Over at the Mini Palais, shoe guru Giuseppe Zanotti was playing host to the likes of Eva Mendes, Janet Jackson, and Giambattista Valli, while down by the Seine some of the fashion flock were steadying their sea legs aboard a double-decker barge. The occasion: a party in honor of Visionaire and Lacoste’s love child, Visionaire 54 Sport, a new issue of the magazine that includes a set of photo-printed polo shirts to mark the French label’s 75th anniversary. As the boat floated down the river, indie rock songbird Santogold serenaded a crowd of nearly nude French hipsters—though the kids seemed more interested in batting inflatable toys around the on-deck pool. The evening almost took a turn for the disastrous—or at least the sacrilegious—when the water pistols came out. “I heard all these boys daring each other to shoot Karl Lagerfeld,” said Lou Doillon. “Which is a sin, no?” In the First Church of Haute Couture, yes, it probably is.
— Derek Blasberg
He must be in Paris all the time.