Mia Moretti Takes a Glimpse of New York From the Inside

New York is my city, and although I travel like a mad woman all year round stomping down at music festivals, film festivals, and fashion weeks across the globe, there really is no place like home. Fashion week can feel like a whirlwind of bloggers, bustiers, models, mockeries, designers, DJs, editors, evolutionists, photographers, and phonies coming at you harder than a tornado, but when you claim New York City as your stomping ground, that’s all par for the course. Bring it on, I say. There is no better place in the world, and to prove it, I called up one of my favorite gal pals (and talented photographer) Diggy Lloyd to hit the streets with me and bring you a little taste of this beautiful, crazy city. 

Caitlin Moe and me arriving for sound check at Prabal Gurung’s carnival

DJing the carnival on top of a truck

 

Backstage prepping in my trailer

My goodluck duck from set of VH1 Master of the Mix show I just wrapped filming. 

The girls with Renzo backstage at Diesel Black Gold! (Talli Lennox, Caitlin Moe, Oh Land and me)

Oh Land going in for a punch! 

Bossy! 

Glamour outside the Jeremy Scott show at Milk

A$AP Rocky arriving at Jeremy Scott

Terry Richardson at Jeremy Scott

Lindsey Wixson closing Jeremy Scott

Pit Stop at La Grainne Cafe

Honor show at Eyebeam

Accessories

On the way to Elizabeth & James presentation

Gorgeous texture and color at Elizabeth & James

Ashley Olsen at the presentation for her and Mary-Kate’s line, Elizabeth & James

New York, you gorgeous city

4AM DJ Tour Diary: Mia Moretti & Caitlin Moe Go to Paris

As a manager and partner at 4AM DJs, I’m always arranging performances, events, and photo shoots around the world. Every day, the reports I get back from my DJs sound like the kinds of wild adventures that I rarely get to be a part of as a desk jockey. The people who flock to these stellar international events get to experience the end result of months of prep, but do they really know what a day in the life of a DJ is like? In this monthly column, you’ll hear first-hand accounts of DJ war stories, with photos and videos from the world’s best to show for it. In this Tour Diary, you’ll read about It girl DJ Mia Moretti and her partner in crime, violinist Caitlin Moe, as they make their way to Paris for a gala at the Louvre Pyramid. It’s a whirlwind, 24-hour trip, just enough time to eat drink, and expand their wardrobes. Yours truly, Adam Alpert.

We just landed in Paris, and we’ve got 24 hours to get dressed, get our faces on, get to the Louvre for the 2nd Liaisons au Louvre gala, and get back on a plane to New York City. How very Cinderella of us.

The first gala, which Duran Duran performed at, was the first time in history that the Louvre allowed a performance inside the I.M. Pei-designed glass pyramid. This year, they called upon the queen of pop herself, Miss Janet Jackson.

Caitlin and I were asked to perform an opening DJ & violin set leading up to Janet’s performance, which might just be our favorite gig yet (yes, even better than playing for you, Bill Clinton). But it isn’t all fun and games for us two professional party crashers—we had some major work ahead. So off we went to the Sonya Rykiel Paris showroom on Blvd. St. Germain to pull from her personal archives (thank you very much, Mr. Horne, for setting up our appointment with the most gracious and beautiful Clara Noujain). image All that hard work deserved a little reward, and in Paris a little reward comes in the form of a bottle of rose and a plate of fromage. Now, back to the hotel to make a beauty of the now tipsy, fat, and jet-lagged beast. Surprise, surprise! Back at the hotel, what was waiting for us but more dresses! One of my favorite new French designers, Carven, had sent over bags of dresses, corsets, collars, and bustiers galore.

A little powder, a little blush, a lot of lashes, and we’re off. To be playing inside the Louvre and hearing the strings echo through the pyramid is nothing short of magic. The party-goers danced until the sun came up, and we ran out of there just in time to catch our 7am pumpkin, er, flight.

Merci Paris! You are everything!

Bisous,

Mia & Caitlin