Chanel. Today was all about Chanel. Period.
Sure, I took meetings, reviewed documents, emailed with Jean Bean about New York and Sable Crow about the weekend.
But all I could think about - ALL day - was that G was taking me to the Chanel boutique opening on Robertson. Felt like I was floating on quilted clouds emblazoned with interlocking C's.
G and I traded emails about what we were planning to wear.
"I previewed the outfit for Mr. Diabolina last night. Wearing this purty mid thigh forever 21 dress that I can't find online to show you. It's like a nude color, tiered, with a pearl neckline. Wearing it with Prada ombre black and pinky shoes. And my. Straightened my hair as good as I can on my own which isn't very good. Sigh.
Jewelry still a mystery. Likely go less is more tonight.
What time should I be at your house?? What are you thinking??? Black and white???
praying for nail polish gift bags - can't they throw us that bone???
***Here's her email back:
ok, so minor dilemma for me, b/c for some reason i've been going to more events lately so the only cute thing left for me is this simple black Trovata dress...but it has great details (i know you're a detail girl!)...side buttons and pleats around the neckline...and just B&W shoes...Pedro Garcias that i scored at a sample sale...
so be at my place at 7:15-7:30?
crossing fingers and toes for some darn polish! c'mon people, blue satin is already old, right??"
The nail polishes I was greedily hoping they'd give us in a gift bag are these four exclusive colors to the Robertson boutique. I mean I know the economy is bad but can't Karl spare $25??
Midday found out another friend Victoria was attending the opening too. Shared with her my wish for a measly nail polish and she wrote me back this INSANE email:
"i'm sure they will do that or better. at the last chanel opening last fall we got pink and white resin double C cuffs... my sister almost fainted. see you soon!!!"
A FREE CUFF??? After I picked myself up off the floor, I zipped through the rest of my day and raced home. But got stuck in terrible Lalaland traffic and was running waaay late. Still had to iron my dress. Eeeks.
Called Mr. Diabolina. Asked him frantically if he thought the dress I planned to wear looked terribly wrinkled. He said no.
But when I got home he was ironing my dress, beer in hand, watching the Lakers!!! WHAT A GUY!!!!! I must have sounded like I was having a panic attack. I don't deserve him.
The party was everything one would hope it'd be. Chic, exclusive, first class. From the flower arrangements to the Chanel branded napkins, I was in heaven.
I always get giddy at these events. Adore partying at luxury stores after dark. Makes me feel like I'm being naughty, like I might get locked in and have to play with all the bags overnight.
Tthe oversize Chanel shoes and jackets were deliciously trippy too.
Made me feel tiny and a little like Alice in Wonderland.
Here I am standing next to a Diabolina sized Chanel No 5 perfume bottle. Um, I NEED it.
Also need this. Not sure what it is. A top? A necklace? No matter, I know I need it ;)
The rotating carousel in the window was diabolical genius. A little big girl's dream!!!!!
It was a nod to the amazing runway show Karl staged last season.
The fashion tonight was interesting. Total mix of high and low.
This older woman in the Jovavich-Hawk for Target dress and the Hermes bag was KILLING me all night. Not in a good way.
Now for the star sightings. They were a solid B. Nothing beats the night G took me to the Golden Globes. We rode in an elevator with Jennifer Garner and her Ben and peeped Jim from The Office. Best ever.
Tonight there were Gossip Girls. We spied Leighton Meester talking to a blonde in purple. Over G's shoulder. See?
Had to snap a closer pic because gawd she was stunning. Gorgeous flawless bird-like face.
And that ughy Michelle Tractenberg was there too. Here she is talking to Maria Menounos from Access Hollywood over G's head.
These are the to die for pumps MT was sporting. Yes, those are interlocking C's IN THE HEEL.
Here's Maria having a total girl moment. Looking like a kid in a candy store...if the candies all cost thousands of dollars.
She said to us, "I mean, just LOOK at this shoe! I want it." Amen, sister. Every girl should have Chanel pearls dripping off her feet.
Supermodel of yesteryear Amber Valleta was there.
Angie Harmon too. (There's Leighton again over the blond's shoulder.)
Flawless hair the both of them. Love how the beautiful people always find the other beautiful people at these parties.
Representing the Chanel grand dame set was Kathy Hilton. G and I smelled her before we saw her. Reeked of old lady perfume. Blech.
Arriana Huffington was one of the last to arrive. G was very excited. Victoria tried to get me to go up to her and say, "You blog, I blog, let's take a picture." But I was too shy.
Wonderful night topped off with a delish little white gift bag. Gonna make you guess what was in it...to make you comment...since my comment count has been lagging and I am a whore for comments. Come on readers, it's how I stay motivated to write, it's how I even know you're out there ;)
Thanks to my lovely G for a lovely night. She is a true gem. Proud to call her my friend.
Oh yea and here's what I wore to work.
Image dress, Stella McCartney shoes, Louis Vuitton Damier.
And a Chanel necklace close to my heart.
p.s. Here are some professional shots from inside the party.
p.p.s. EVEN MORE PARTY COVERAGE ON FASHION DAILY!!!