FW might as well stand for Free-booze Week as liquor brands scramble to sponsor one of ten parties that could be going on any given evening. Last season, I hopped five per night only to learn the hard way that there is such a thing as too many glasses of free bubbly. So I got a little smarter this time around and decided only to hit up a few good ones. Last night, I brought my friend Jason Backe (of Ted Gibson Salon fame) to the Casa La Femme reopening – an intimate affair hosted by stylist Kithe Brewster with his friends Lil Kim, Moby, and Khloe Kardashian among others in attendance.
Unlike most celeb heavy events, the opening was refreshingly minus a red carpet, excessive photographers and all that hoopla. The restaurant is completely shielded behind a wall of trees and the only tell tale sign of the soiree behind its dark windows was the girls with the clipboards outside the door. The famous and the commoners comingled in the sultry, spacious restaurant, feasting on Egyptian cuisine and marveling at the bellydancers that put on evening’s live entertainment.
They say that you can tell how good a party was by one’s makeup the next morning. Waking up clear and refreshed means that you definately left early and maybe even had time for an at-home facial before bedtime. I certainly woke up with smudged eyes channeling just the right amount of sex kitten that I probably could’ve rolled right into my next party, hindered only by my aforementioned resolution to go to fewer parties and that pesky thing called work. The amazing product that created just the right amount of under eye smudge? Magic Kajal from Givenchy’s Sari Glow collection, an intense creamy carbon liner that is indispensable for a sultry, smoky eye. (Product creator Nicolas Degenne told me that if you don’t wish for smudgy eyes, simply apply a bit of powder underneath which will stop the product from running).
Before the party I stopped by Ted Gibson Salon to get my hair done as there’s no way I’m going to any Fashion Week party (especially not with a hair guy) with a crappy do. Despite having known Ted and Jason for a while, it was actually the first time I’ve been to their salon. While I was gossiping and drinking, stylist James transformed my limp locks into Bridget Bardot. James created that extra va-va-voom that elevated the typical round brush blowout to something completely glamorous. I’m 100% a blowout girl as there’s nothing in the world that makes me feel prettier instantly than having great hair. To prove my point, after I wiped off last night’s makeup this morning, I rolled into the office without a spot of makeup on – with nothing more than my second day blowout to carry me through the day. And so far so good – confidence level is high because hair’s still looking fab.
Last night’s party may be the last one I attend for a while as I’m now looking forward to a weekend full of sleep and yoga. But what an amazing way to wrap up the activities- good food, good drinks and even better company. All things considered, I’m a really lucky gal.