With a PBR can in my pocket and a glass of DeLeon Tequila in my hand, I negotiated the crowd at Milk Studios, getting tangled in groups of familiar, bold-face names I only get to glimpse but twice a year (not including resort and couture week, if I’m lucky). Last night’s Mac & Milk Fashion Week FW11 kickoff party brought out fashion week friends like Josh Lucas, Liev Schreiber, Tara Subkoff, and Vogue’s Valerie Bolster, models like Le Call and Irina Lazareanu, and ShopBop’s Kate Ciepluch, all excited to catch a performance by The National.
The Brooklyn-based band—more or less virgins on the fashion scene—was an unusual, last-minute booking confirmed by MAC & Milk’s organizer, Jenne Lombardo, at around noon the previous morning. This by-the-seat-of-your-pants attitude, along with the National’s homey, worn-in sound, set the tone for the party, belying Fashion Week’s usually high maintenance temperament.
The party started at 9PM, but the show didn’t start until 11PM, which left some antsy, and tipsy on DeLeon margaritas: @carolhan: If the national doesn’t go on soon, I may or may not keel over and fall asleep on the floor of milk.
Although the scene was more on the chill side, the fashion get-ups were still cause for sartorial concern: @elvainadine Missed you Mac n Milk! Only place where my weird for the office leather leggings merit stifled yawns. #nyfw Likewise, I couldn’t help but think, “Are you fucking kidding me?” after looking around at some of these “fashionistas” get-ups.
Ironic connection? Yesterday was “National Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk Day.”
@casey_kettleson And now I really love The National. Thanks Milk. Good party.
Photos: Patrick McMullan (Main) and I Think You’re Swell